Things have a way of turning out so badly.

Life is partly what we make it, and partly what it is made by the friends we choose.

Once you fully apprehend the vacuity of a life without struggle, you are equipped with the basic means of salvation.

Some mystery should be left in the revelation of character in a play, just as a great deal of mystery is always left in the revelation of character in life, even in one's own character to himself.

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

The process by which the idea for a play comes to me has always been something I really couldn't pinpoint. A play just seems to materialize; like an apparition, it gets clearer and clearer and clearer. It's very vague at first, as in the case of Streetcar, which came after Menagerie. I simply had the vision of a woman in her late youth. She was sitting in a chair all alone by a window with the moonlight streaming in on her desolate face, and she'd been stood up by the man she planned to marry.

Liquor is one way out an’ death’s the other.