When people discuss his plays, he says that he feels like he's standing at customs watching an official ransack his luggage. He cheerfully declares responsibility for a play about two people, and suddenly the officer is finding all manner of exotic contraband like the nature of God and identity, and while he can't deny that they're there, he can't for the life of him remember putting them there. In the end, a play is not the product of an idea; an idea is the product of a play.

When I think of how things could have turned out, I feel as if I've dodged, not just bullets, but 6mm shells.

War is capitalism with the gloves off and many who go to war know it but they go to war because they don't want to be a hero.

We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.

If you want to change something by Tuesday, theater is no good. Journalism is what does that. But, if you want to just alter the chemistry of the moral matrix, then theater has a longer half-life.

I take every possible side.

He says his aim is poetry. One does not aim at poetry with pistols. At poets, perhaps.