The mad also laugh, or is that what Freud and the others discovered perhaps, that only the mad laugh?

I have managed to conceal my madness fairly effectively, and as far as I know it hasn't hurt anybody badly, for which I am grateful.

Doctors don't know everything really. They understand matter, not spirit. And you and I live in the spirit.

Nobody, but nobody, is going to tell me I'm not the most. I am. I was the most when everybody else was struggling bitterly to become a little.

Even after you've won fame and fortune, every time you write you've got to write, there's no shortcut, you have to start your career all over again.

You write a hit play the same way you write a flop.

The best thing we have is sleep, of course, and what is sleep except the putting aside of everything tentative for another interval of final and everlasting truth? Sleep isn't dying, but it is certainly keeping in tough with it.