Young, gifted, and destitute.

You are the only young man that I know of who ignores the fact that the future becomes the present, the present the past, and the past turns into everlasting regret if you don't plan for it.

I don't want realism. I want magic!

They told me to take a streetcar named Desire and then transfer to one called Cemeteries and ride six blocks and get off at - Elysian Fields!

America has only three cities: New York, San Francisco, and New Orleans. Everywhere else is Cleveland.

I don't ask for your pity, but just your understanding - no, not even that -no. Just for your recognition of me in you, and the enemy, time, in us all.

Symbols are nothing but the natural speech of drama.