The further from one another, the nearer one can be.
There are poisons that blind you, and poisons that open your eyes.
No matter how far we travel, the memories will follow in the baggage car.
Growing old-it's not nice, but it's interesting.
[My characters are] conglomerations of past and present stages of civilization, bits from books and newspapers, scraps of humanity, rags and tatters of fine clothing, patched together as is the human soul
I see the playwright as a lay preacher peddling the ideas of his time in popular form.