I also found being called Sir rather silly.

Good writing excites me, and makes life worth living.

I think it is the responsibility of a citizen of any country to say what he thinks.

My second play, The Birthday Party, I wrote in 1958 - or 1957. It was totally destroyed by the critics of the day, who called it an absolute load of rubbish.

It was difficult being a conscientious objector in the 1940's, but I felt I had to stick to my guns.

I know the place. It is true. Everything we do Corrects the space Between death and me And you.

Nothing is more sterile or lamentable than the man content to live within himself.