I'm so grateful to grab hold of something that wants to be a play. It doesn't happen very often. I don't have unwritten plays waiting for their turn.

I burn with no causes.

Let me get it straight. Your father was king. You were his only son. Your father dies. You are of age. Your uncle becomes king." "Yes." "Unorthodox.

If the audience is made to do not enough work, they resent it without knowing it. Too much and they get lost. There's a perfect pace to be found. And a perfect place that is different for every line of the play.

It's not the voting that's democracy; it's the counting.

The colours red, blue and green are real. The colour yellow is a mystical experience shared by everybody.

I write plays because dialogue is the most respectable way of contradicting myself.