Skill without imagination is craftsmanship and gives us many useful objects such as wickerwork picnic baskets. Imagination without skill gives us modern art.

The names for things don't come first. Words stagger after, hopelessly trying to become the sensation.

In the theater there is often a tension, almost a contradiction, between the way real people would think and behave, and a kind of imposed dramaticness.

It's the wanting to know that makes us matter.

We drift down time, clutching at straws. But what good's a brick to a drowning man?

Actors! The mechanics of cheap melodrama! That isn't death! You scream and choke and sink to your knees but it doesn't bring death home to anyone- it doesn't catch them unawares and start the whisper in their skulls that says- 'One day you are going to die.

Carnal embrace is the practice of throwing one's arms around a side of beef.