I don't want realism. I want magic!

There is no pleasure in the world like writing well and going fast.

Why did I write? Because I found life unsatisfactory.

But since I have a poet's weakness for symbols, I am using this character also as a symbol; he is the long-delayed but always expected something that we live for.

Girls that aren't cut out for business careers usually wind up married to some nice man.

My '60s plays were as good as most of the other plays I've written ... except I wasn't in a condition to refine them, to help in the rehearsal, or do anything. I was hardly conscious of what was going on except during the hours of the day when I was actually writing ... and that was with the aid of speed.

Well, honey, a shot never does a coke any harm!