Miller didn't write Death of a Salesman. He released it. It was there inside him, waiting to be turned loose. That's the measure of its merit.

I spoke without fear of contradiction. I simply did not suffer self-doubt.

Look for the contradictions in every character, especially in your heroes and villains. No one should be what they first seem to be. Surprise the audience.

The world was like a huge red carpet out ahead of me to be walked on. And it stretched on and on, no end.

I was not a collective person or a bohemian; I was an elitist.

To be a member of the Communist Party is to have a taste of the police state. It is a diluted taste but it is bitter and unforgettable.

I would rather do what I did than crawl in front of a ritualistic Left and lie the way those other comrades did betray my own soul.