The very impulse to write springs from an inner chaos crying for order - for meaning.

It may be that even if half consciously, we choose our personalities to maintain a certain saving balance in the family's little universe.

Down deep in His heart God is a comedian who loves to make us laugh.

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

If you analyse anything, you destroy it.

There is a problem on the so-called commercial stage in New York. The price of a ticket is exorbitant, and there are no longer original productions possible, apparently, on the commercial stage. They are all plays that were taken from either England or smaller theaters, off-Broadway theaters, and so on. The one justification there used to be for the commercial theater was that it originated everything we had, and now it originates nothing. But the powers that be seem perfectly content to have it that way. They don't risk anything anymore, and they simply pick off the cream.

Life is an endless, truly endless struggle. There's no time when we're going to arrive at a plateau where the whole thing gets sorted. It's a struggle in the way every plant has to find it's own way to stand up straight. A lot of the time it's a failure. And yet it's not a failure if some enlightenment comes from it.