In America, any man who is not a reactionary in his views is open to the charge of alliance with the Red hell.

The mission of the theatre, after all, is to change, to raise the consciousness of people to their human possibilities.

I think the tragic feeling is invoked in us when we are in the presence of a character who is ready to lay down his life, if need be, to secure one thing -- his sense of personal dignity.

I love her too, but our neuroses just don't match.

Betrayal is the only truth that sticks.

Controlled hysteria is what's required. To exist constantly in a state of controlled hysteria. It's agony. But everyone has agony. The difference is that I try to take my agony home and teach it to sing.

Why am I trying to become what I don’t want to be … when all I want is out there, waiting for me the minute I say I know who I am.