When war is not just it is subsequently justified; so it becomes many things. In reality, an unjust war is merely piracy. It consists of piracy, ego and, more than anything, money. War is our century's prostitution.

Playwriting gets into your blood and you can't stop it. At least not until the producers or the public tell you to.

Unreal friendship may turn to real But real friendship, once ended, cannot be mended

Between the desire And the spasm, Between the potency And the existence, Between the essence And the descent, Falls the Shadow.

The remarkable thing about television is that it permits several million people to laugh at the same joke and still feel lonely.

We must believe that "emotion recollected in tranquillity" is an inexact formula. For it is neither emotion, nor recollection, nor without distortion of meaning, tranquillity. It is a concentration, and a new thing resulting from the concentration of a very great number of experiences which to the practical and active person would not seem to be experiences at all; it is a concentration which does not happen consciously or of deliberation. These experiences are not "recollected" and they finally unite in an atmosphere which is "tranquil" only in that it is a passive attending upon the event.

Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison.