Life is a hypocrite if I can't live the way it moves me.

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.

The dark is light enough.

Life itself is the real and most miraculous miracle of all. If one had never before seen a human hand and were suddenly presented for the first time with this strange and wonderful thing, what a miracle, what a magnificently shocking and inexplicable and mysterious thing it would be.

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

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.

If we could wake each morning with no memory of living before we went to sleep, we might arrive at a faultless day.