The theatre is a tragic place, full of endings and partings and heartbreak.

It was like hunting fish with an underwater gun, a sport which he had once been foolish enough to try. At one moment there is the fish - graceful, mysterious, desirable and free - and the next moment there is nothing but struggling and blood and confusion.

We are such inward secret creatures, that inwardness is the most amazing thing about us, even more amazing than our reason.

there is a natural tribal hostility between the married and the unmarried. I cannot stand the shows so often quite instinctively put on by married people to insinuate that they are not only more fortunate but in some way more moral than you are.

confession ran in the family.

You cannot have both truth and what you call civilisation.

to be understood is not a human right. Even to understand oneself is not a human right.