I Didn't Go Out Of

In Real Life We Don't Know What's Going To Happen Next. So How Can You Be That Way On A Stage? Being Alive To The Possibility Of Not Knowing Exactly How Everything Is Going To Happen Next - If You Can Find Places To Have That Happen Onstage, It Can Resonate With An Experience Of Living.

I'm A Writer. The More I Act, The More Resistance I Have To It. If You Accept Work In A Movie, You Accept To Be Entrapped For A Certain Part Of Time, But You Know You're Getting Out. I'm Also Earning Enough To Keep My Horses, Buying Some Time To Write.

I Don't Understand My Feelings. I Really Don't. I Don't Understand How I Could Hate You So Much After So Much Time. How, No Matter How Much I'd Like To Not Hate You, I Hate You Even More. It Grows.

I Wanted To Write A Play About Double Nature ... One That Wouldn't Be Symbolic Or Metaphorical Or Any Of That Stuff. I Just Wanted To Give A Taste Of What It Feels Like To Be Two-sided. It's A Real Thing, Double Nature. I Think We're Split In A Much More Devastating Way Than Psychology Can Ever Reveal. It's Not So Cute. Not Some Little Thing We Can Get Over. It's Something We've Got To Live With

In Many Of My Plays, There Was A Kind Of Autobiographical Character In The Form Of A Son Or Young Man. The Purpose Of It, Of Course, Was To Write About Myself. That Character Was Always The Least Fully Realized. Eighteen Years Later, You Realize, That's What He Was About.