I will take his secret to the grave, telling people I meet on the way.

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

People think there's a choice between smoking and immortality, but we've all got to die of something.

James Joyce - an essentially private man who wished his total indifference to public notice to be universally recognized.

There we were - demented children mincing about in clothes that no one ever wore, speaking as no man ever spoke, swearing love in wigs and rhymed couplets, killing each other with wooden swords, hollow protestations of faith hurled after empty promises of vengeance - and every gesture, every pose, vanishing into the thin unpopulated air. We ransomed our dignity to the clouds, and the uncomprehending birds listened. Don't you see?! We're actors - we're the opposite of people!

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

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.