It could draw from a greater reservoir of freedom. The irony could develop an even greater ease.

Strictly speaking, there are no holidays for art; art pursues you everywhere, and that's just fine with the artist.

Love points the way. Desire is its ignorant advisor.

My plays are made up of long monologues, which is similar to prose working with the language

After all, when you take a walk you're after solitude, and if the solitude won't come to you, you must go to it.

Trust is fine, but control is better.

you have often seen in the cinema, erich, haven't you, that between extraordinary people extraordinary things like for example extraordinary love can arise. so we only have to be extraordinary and see what happens.