We are born at the rise of the curtain and we die with its fall, and every night in the presence of our patrons we write our new creation, and every night it is blotted out forever; and of what… — Micheal Mac Liammoir Copy Share Image
We are born at the rise of the curtain and we die with its fall, and every night in the presence of our patrons… — Micheal Mac Liammoir Copy Share Image
