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.

Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets.

A playwright lives in an occupied country. And if you can't live that way you don't stay.

THE PRICE grew out of a need to reconfirm the power of the past, the seedbed of current reality, and the way to possibly reaffirm cause and effect in an insane world.

Peace. It is a providence, and no great change; we are only what we always were, but naked now.

Never fight fair with a stranger, boy. You'll never get out of the jungle that way.

Man must shape his tools lest they shape him.