The sheer complexity of writing a play always had dazzled me. In an effort to understand it, I became a critic.

Among the classic tastes: bread sauce, Nuits St Georges Les Perdrix 1962, Worcestershire sauce, Toblerone and Bovril.

It is Ireland's sacred duty to send over, every few years, a playwright to save the English theater from inarticulate glumness.

If there's one thing I can't bear, it's people who are wise during the event.

Pearl is a disease of oysters. Levant is a disease of Hollywood.

A good drama critic is one who perceives what is happening in the theatre of his time. A great drama critic also perceives what is not happening.

No theater could sanely flourish until there was an umbilical connection between what was happening on the stage and what was happening in the world.