I think I did have fantasies about being an actor. In fact, I know I did.

I was born in Liverpool in England, and I lived there for the first nine years of my life.

You can't always let people do their own thing.

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

What the eye does not see, the heart does not grieve over, does it?

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.

Worship isn't destructive, Martin. I know that. I don't. I only know it's the core of his life. What else has he got? He can hardly read. He knows no physics or engineering to make to world real for him. No paintings to show him how others have enjoyed it. No music except television jingles. No history except tales from a desperate mother. No friends. Not one kid to give him a joke, or make him know himself more moderately. He's a modern citizen for whom society doesn't exist.