In his play depicting the Salem Witch Trials, the author illustrates profound psychological bullying. The ringleader of young girls suspected of unsavory conduct, frightens her friends into silence by warning: Now, look you; All of you. We danced. And Tituba conjured Ruth Putnam's dead sisters, and that was all. ... Let either of you breathe a word, or the edge of a word, about the other things, and I will come to you in the black of some terrible night, and I will bring a pointy reckoning that will shudder you.

...When the government goes into the business of destroying trust, it goes into the business of destroying itself.

I still feel-kind of temporary about myself.

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

If a person measures his spiritual fulfillment in terms of cosmic visions, surpassing peace of mind, or ecstasy, then he is not likely to know much spiritual fulfillment. If, however, he measures it in terms of enjoying a sunrise, being warmed by a child's smile, or being able to help someone have a better day, then he is likely to know much spiritual fulfillment.

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

Charley: He won't starve. None a them starve. Forget about him. Willy: Then what have I got to remember?