Foreign languages are another favourite topic, and as these men are bilingual they have a fair notion of what it means to speak and think in many different idioms.

Lord, confound this surly sister, blight her brow with blotch and blister, cramp her larynx, lung and liver, in her guts a galling give her.

The drama, like the symphony, does not teach or prove anything.

A man who is not afraid of the sea will soon be drowned, for he will be going out on a day when he shouldn't.

In this cry of pain the inner consciousness of the people seems to lay itself bare for an instant, and to reveal the mood of beings who feel their isolation in the face of a universe that wars on them with winds and seas.

They're cheering a young lad, the champion playboy of the Western World.

Words, particularly in a play, should have the texture of a crisp, autumn apple.