"After a week of rehearsals I realize, like a whore on her second night, that I am doing it soley for the money. My father had always warned me not to end updown the pit-of course he was talking about the coal mine, not the orchestra pit, or the pit of hell, although there are parallels. The money, of course, is not to sniffed at. Once again sixty pounds a week added to the pittance I get as a teacher adds up to a decent wage, and with a child on the way, putting some money in the bank would seem prudent. Particularly as I shall be resigning very soon from the only steady job I have."
-Sting
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