A vacuum is a hell of a lot better than some of the stuff that nature replaces it with.

But there are things that happen between a man and a woman in the dark -- that sort of make everything else seem -- unimportant.

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

Most of the confidence which I appear to feel, especially when influenced by noon wine, is only a pretense.

Young, gifted, and destitute.

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.

Q.Do you have any positive message, in your opinion? A.Indeed I do think that I do. Q.Such as what? A.The crying, almost screaming, need of a great worldwide human effort to know ourselves and each other a great deal better, well enough to concede that no man has a monopoly on right or virtue any more than any man has a corner on duplicity and evil and so forth. If people, and races and nations, would start with that self-manifest truth, then I think that the world could sidestep the sort of corruption which I have involuntarily chosen as the basic, allegorical theme of my plays as a whole.