Tonight, I've finally learned to tell fantasy from reality. And, knowing the difference, I choose fantasy.

It's the stories that make my heart beat faster ...those are the ones to write about

Tonight, I've finally learned to tell fantasy from reality. And, knowing the difference, I choose fantasy.

This is the ultimate cruelty, isn't it? That I can talk and talk and to anyone listening, it's only air--too rich a diet to be swallowed by a mundane world.

Time flies when you’re being stupid.

Now I see -- we are always most revolted by the things hidden within us.

I now know that to do a worthwhile family history I must interpret the past without falling into either demonizing or unquestioning acceptance. . . . As a playwright, what I object to right now is any form of fundamentalism, whether it's nationalistic, religious or ethnic. . . . I think it is ridiculous - and fundamentalist, by the way - to say that I am not changed by the culture around me.