Imagination is the wide-open eye which leads us always to see truth more vividly.

There may always be another reality to make fiction of the truth we think we've arrived at.

How can a man learn navigation Where there's no rudder?

Poetry is the language in which man explores his own amazement... says heaven and earth in one word... speaks of himself and his predicament as though for the first time.

In my plays I want to look at life at the commonplace of existence as if we had just turned a corner and run into it for the first time.

How nature loves the incomplete. She knows If she drew a conclusion it would finish her.

In our plain defects we already know the brotherhood of man.