We have all our private terrors, our particular shadows, our secret fears. We are afraid in a fear which we cannot face, which none understands, and our hearts are torn from us, our brains unskinned like the layers of an onion, ourselves the last.

Where is the Life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?

So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.

All our knowledge brings us nearer to our ignorance.

Shall I part my hair behind Do I dare to eat a peach I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me.

We fight to keep something alive rather than in the expectation that anything will triumph.

A play should give you something to think about. When I see a play and understand it the first time, then I know it can't be much good.