A too constant preoccupation with money may seem to indicate the lack of a proper sense of moral values, but [let] those who have always had money . . . be without it for a while, and they will soon discover how quickly it becomes their chief concern.

Without vanity a writer's work is tepid, and he must accept his vanity as part of his stock in trade and live with it as one of the hazards of his profession.

The only credential the city asked was the boldness to dream. For those who did, it unlocked its gates and its treasures, not caring who they were or where they came from.

The self-hatred that destroys is the waste of unfulfilled promise.

There is nothing like tasting the grit of fear for rediscovering that the umbilical cord is made of piano wire.

One begins with two people on a stage, and one of them had better say something pretty quick.

Playwriting, like begging in India, is an honorable but humbling profession.