Few sensible authors are happy discussing the creative process--it is, after all, black magic.

Sincerity doesn't mean anything. A person can be sincere and be more destructive than a person who is insincere.

Martha: Truth or illusion, George; you don't know the difference. George: No, but we must carry on as though we did. Martha: Amen.

The playwright, along with any writer, composer, painter in this society, has got to have a terribly private view of his own value, of his own work. He's got to listen to his own voice primarily. He's got to watch out for fads, for what might be called the critical aesthetics.

I find that in the course of the day when I'm writing, after three or four hours of intense work, I have a splitting headache, and I have to stop. Because the involvement, which is both creative and self-critical, is so intense that I've got to stop doing it.

I swear, if you existed I'd divorce you.

I write to find out what I'm talking about.