The hard part is getting to the top of page 1.

Pirates could happen to anyone.

If knowledge isn't self-knowledge it isn't doing much, mate. Is the universe expanding? Is it contracting? Is it standing on one leg and singing 'When Father Painted the Parlour'? Leave me out. I can expand my universe without you. 'She walks into beauty, like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies, and all that's best of dark and bright meet in her aspect and her eyes.

Sometimes I watch a scene I've written, and occasionally I think, "Oh, for God's sake, shut up."

In England the rich own the poor and the men own the women.

As a playwright, you can cover a lot of waterfront without being able to hold your own against an expert in any of those areas. I have no illusions about that.

Nowadays, an artist is someone who makes art mean the things he does.