A little man makes a mistake and they hang him by the thumbs; the big ones become ambassadors.

A lot of my work goes to the center of where we belong--if there is any root to life -because nowadays the family is broken up, and people don't live in the same place for very long.

There is a misconception of tragedy with which I have been struck in review after review, and in many conversations with writers and readers alike. It is the idea that tragedy is of necessity allied to pessimism.

When today fails to offer the justification for hope, tomorrow becomes the only grail worth pursuing.

Suicide kills two people.

The need of man to wholly realize himself is the only fixed star.

The problem was to sustain at any cost the feeling you had in the theater that you were watching a real person, yes, but an intense condensation of his experience, not simply a realistic series of episodes.