Blanche: No, I have the misfortune of being an English instructor. I attempt to instill a bunch of bobby-soxers and drugstore Romeos with a reverence for Hawthorne and Whitman and Poe!

I believe the way to write a good play is to convince yourself it is easy to do, then go ahead and do it with ease.

Not facing a fire doesn't put it out.

Make this decision today. Will you be a good and honest writer, or would you rather be famous, loved, noticed? Tell me, because there are different paths for these two divergent goals. The decision to be a true artist is lonelier and slower, but it will lead to better work and, I think, a better life. Very rarely you will be a good and honest writer and also know a little comfort and some attention and the well wishes of a crowd. This is very rare.

The mountain violets break the rocks.

Bohemia has no banner. It survives by discretion.

Go, then! Go to the moon-you selfish dreamer!