Man's loneliness is but his fear of life.
God gave us mouths that close and ears that don't... that should tell us something.
Take some wood and canvas and nails and things. Build yourself a theater, a stage, light it, learn about it. When you've done that you will probably know how to write a play.
The devil! what beastly things our memories insist on cherishing!
We are such things as rubbish is made of, so let's drink up and forget it.
When I was a kid I used to get fun out of my horrors.