I Know Very Well What

Here's What Happens In A Play. You Get Involved In A Situation Where Something Is Unbalanced. If Nothing's Unbalanced, There's No Reason To Have A Play. If Hamlet Comes Home From School, And His Dad's Not Dead And Asks Him If He's Had A Good Time, It's Boring. But If Something's Unbalanced, It Must Be Returned To Order.

My Definition Of A 'friend' Is, Coming From Chicago, Someone Who Says, 'yeah, Sure. You Know What? Let's Talk About What We Can Talk About. Let's Help Each Other Out. Your Politics Are None Of My Business.'

A Dramatic Experience Concerned With The Mundane May Inform But It Cannot Release; And One Concerned Essentially With The Aesthetic Politics Of Its Creators May Divert Or Anger, But It Cannot Enlighten.

The Mind Is A Mill Which Can Incessant Turn, 'til Its Mere Operation Focus The Stress Inward And The Stones Grind Themselves To Dust.

I Tend To Write A Lot, Which I Think Is The Secret To Being Prolific.