I can't stand a naked light bulb, any more than I can a rude remark or a vulgar action.

The trouble with this world is that everybody has to compromise and conform.

We lose the magic whenever we stop telling our story and begin to wonder how we're doing, if we're selling it, if the listener likes us. Just tell the story and go on to the next one. All of us are full of stories the world might want to hear.

He was a boy, just a boy, when I was a very young girl. When I was sixteen, I made the discovery - love. All at once and much, much too completely. It was like you suddenly turned a blinding on something that had always been half in shadow, that's how it struck the world for me. But I was unlucky. Deluded.

No, truth is something desperate, an' she's got it. Believe me, it's something desperate, an' she's got it.

I cannot write any sort of story unless there is at least one character in it for whom I have physical desire.

What shouldn't you do if you're a young playwright? Don't bore the audience! I mean, even if you have to resort to totally arbitrary killing on stage, or pointless gunfire, at least it'll catch their attention and keep them awake. Just keep the thing going any way you can.