It proclaims a fervent commitment to customer satisfaction.
It proclaims there is "no sin but ignorance".
It proclaims this august institution's commitment to recent art with an encouraging forcefulness.
It proclaims a playwright who has made sport of everything while never giving offense to anybody.
It proclaims a revolution "in techniques, aesthetics and intellectual underpinnings of gastronomy".
It proclaims that humans write Beethoven Ninths and that other animals don't.
It proclaims Miss Mary Ann Martin, of the beauty-shop staff, a licensed canitist.
It proclaims the valley to be home of "Olympic Super-Heavyweight Greco-Roman Champion 2000".
It proclaims the bestial sadism of which man is capable and the enormous moral stature of decency.
It proclaims itself both to be a work in the making, and a made thing – there is no smoothing away of roughness at all, no easy illusionism here.
It proclaims a really great practical theatre mind, with no philosophy except that the theatre is entertainment and that good entertainment pays".
