My work is always more emotional than I am. My characters say things to each other that I get accused of not being able to say to my girlfriend.

You can always count on the New York Times to cut your legs off.

I imagine a soul is a little perfect crystal egg floating in your chest. Somewhere deeper than where they put your heart. Somewhere so deep inside that the doctors can't find it with all their machines and microcameras.

You have to escape to survive, as you must survive to escape.

Sometimes when I'm directing, the stage manager will have a good idea and that's okay with me.

I appreciate good criticism and I think it's really important. I don't like it when it's consumer advocacy, like how you should spend your $60. Great criticism is a kind of literature. I've written some criticism, and I really enjoy it because I think it's important for people to know that theatre is vital. Criticism is really unevenly distributed in this town. Obviously the power of the Times is discouraging. It's killing new plays, demolishing one after another.

We only have so much time.... Time will kill you – it really will.