1975 is as much a historical document as 1803.

Oh god, I'd just hate it if a certain dramaturg got a hold of a Pinter play, for example, which are all mystery and all music. That's how the life get's sucked out of plays.

Every play is so important. It's a record of what life was like at the time you wrote that play or that book.

Like a dog, a playwright lives in an eternal present and a play is never closed.

I think a playwright must be his own dramaturg.

The great risk is always saying, "how will I communicate what I'm trying to get across to a room full of strangers sitting in the dark watching a stage?"

And what would be great numbers in a Broadway show are now on stage of the New York City Ballet.