The crimes of the U.S. throughout the world have been systematic, constant, clinical, remorseless, and fully documented but nobody talks about them.

If Milosevic is to be tried, he has to be tried by a proper court, an impartial, properly constituted court which has international respect.

How can the unknown merit reverence? In other words how can you revere that of which you are ignorant? At the same time, it would be ridiculous to propose that what we know merits reverence. What we know merits any one of a number of things, but it stands to reason reverence isn't one of them. In other words, apart from the known and the unknown, what else is there?

Occasionally it does hit me, the words on a page. And I still love doing that, as I have for the last 60 years.

Beckett had an unerring light on things, which I much appreciated.

There are some good rules and there are some lousy rules.

There never is any such thing as one truth to be found in dramatic art. There are many. These truths challenge each other, recoil from each other, reflect each other, ignore each other, tease each other, are blind to each other. Sometimes you feel you have the truth of a moment in your hand, then it slips through your fingers and is lost.