Of course it's trivial, but then most things are.

Along with the good qualities, if someone isn't vulnerable I can't be around them to a certain extent. And I don't mean vulnerable to me or vulnerable to me in a sexual way. I just mean vulnerable, period.

The most evocative thing to me is probably when a writer and a group of performers can collectively put together something compelling that asks the really simple question: 'How do we live?'

We have a tendency to think everyone's idiotic and everyone's only doing something idiotic, and the world is controlled by a not-so-secret group of morons. There's great truth in that, I suppose, but then it's also not true.

Where women are concerned, the rule is never to go out with anyone better dressed than you.

There's no worse feeling in the world than realizing the play you've directed doesn't work.

And if you say a word about this over the radio, the next wings you see will belong to the flies buzzing over your rotting corpse.