I think you know that when an American stays away from New York too long something happens to him. Perhaps he becomes a little provincial, a little dead and afraid.

Dare to be strong and courageous. That is the road. Venture anything.

I think the whole glory of writing lies in the fact that it forces us out of ourselves and into the lives of others.

All good New Orleanians go to look at the Mississippi at least once a day. At night it is like creeping into a dark bedroom to look at a sleeping child--something of that sort--gives you the same warm nice feeling, I mean.

There is within every human being a deep well of thinking over which a heavy iron lid is kept clamped.

It is all right you're saying you do not need other people, but there are a lot of people who need you.

You can make a killing as a playwright in America, but you can't make a living.