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.

The results of the divorce between truth and human beings can be most graphically observed in politics.

Biography is the mesh through which real life escapes.

Maturity is a high price to pay for growing up.

What are a friend's books for if not to be borrowed?

When we have found all the mysteries and lost all the meaning, we will be alone, on an empty shore.

To be frank: the translations that often sound bad in the mouths of the actors, these have often been done by linguists.