The theatre is a place where one has time for the problems of people to whom one would show the door if they came to one's office for a job.

A man, when he burns, leaves only a handful of ashes. No woman can hold him. The wind must blow him away.

I think that hate is a feeling that can only exist where there is no understanding.

All your Western theologies, the whole mythology of them, are based on the concept of God as a senile delinquent.

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!

I think time is a merciless thing. I think life is a process of burning oneself out and time is the fire that burns you.

Not facing a fire doesn't put it out.