Oh,elizabeth, Your Justice Would Freeze

Look, We're All The Same; A Man Is A Fourteen-room House - In The Bedroom He's Asleep With His Intelligent Wife, In The Living-room He's Rolling Around With Some Bare Ass Girl, In The Library He's Paying His Taxes, In The Yard He's Raising Tomatoes And In The Cellar He's Making A Bomb To Blow It All Up.

The Brain Heals The Past Like An Injury.

By Whatever Means It Is Accomplished, The Prime Business Of A Play Is To Arouse The Passions Of Its Audience So That By The Route Of Passion May Be Opened Up New Relationships Between A Man And Men, And Between Men And Man. Drama Is Akin To The Other Inventions Of Man In That It Ought To Help Us To Know More, And Not Merely To Spend Our Feelings.

There Might Be A Dragon With Five Legs In My House, But No One Has Ever Seen It.

It Is My Art. I Am Better At It Than I Ever Was. And I Will Do It As Long As I Can. When You Reach A Certain Age You Can Slough Off What Is Unnecessary And Concentrate On What Is. And Why Not?