I don't want to lie. I can't tell the truth. So it's over.

Theatre is how I first encountered art on any level.

I don't want to lie. I can't tell the truth. So it's over.

Where is this love? I can't see it, I can't touch it. I can't feel it. I can hear it. I can hear some words, but I can't do anything with your easy words

I think a tragedy is something where the natural order of things is completely interrupted and doesn't right itself.

I like them all - I don't always approve. I see myself as a sort of benevolent uncle to these characters, and I can see why they do what they do; sometimes they make some mistakes, but at heart I think they're decent.

The trite answer is that everything is true but none of it happened. It is emotionally true, but the events, the plotting, the narrative, isn't true of my life, though I've experienced most of the emotions experienced by the characters in the play.