What use, after all, is man, if not to teach God His lessons?

It is very, very difficult for a playwright to write a scene in which a young man has his first deep experience of sex with a girl whom he found immensely attractive, is fully satisfied by this event and gets up and blinds a lot of horses.

Goodness is nothing in the furnace of art.

I speak for all mediocrities in the world. I am their champion. I am their patron saint.

Can you think of anything worse one can do to anybody than take away their worship?

Watching Italian opera, all those male sopranos screeching, stupid fat couples rolling their eyes about. That's not love, it's just rubbish.

You never quite know what's going to strike your imagination, or something that won't going to leave you alone, not going to leave alone, and this was one for me.