William Winter.    

	The world’s a theatre, the earth a stage
	Which God and nature do with actors fill.

T. Heywood.    

	All the world’s a stage,
	And all the men and women merely players:
	They have their exits and their entrances;
	And one man in his time plays many parts.

Shakespeare.    

	The stage I chose—a subject fair and free—
	’Tis yours—’tis mine—’tis public property.
	All common exhibitions open lie,
	For praise or censure, to the common eye.
	Hence are a thousand hackney writers fed;
	Hence monthly critics earn their daily bread.
	This is a general tax which all must pay,
	From those who scribble, down to those who play.

Churchill.