All Plays Are Social Comment To One

You Want To Dance With Me, Angel Tits?

I Am A Doctor. A.b... M.a... Ph.d... Abmaphid! Abmaphid Has Been Variously Described As A Wasting Disease Of The Frontal Lobes, And As A Wonder Drug. It Is Actually Both.

Very Few People Who Met My Adoptive Mother In The Last 20 Years Of Her Life Could Abide Her, While Many People Who Have Seen My Play Find Her Fascinating. Heavens, What Have I Done?!

Some Things That Make Sense To Me Don't Make The Same Degree Of Sense To Other People.

In The Theater, Which Is A Sort Of Jungle, One Does Have To Be A Little Bit Careful. One Mustn't Be So Rigid Or Egotistical To Think That Every Comma Is Sacrosanct. But At The Same Time There Is The Danger Of Losing Control And Finding That Somebody Else Has Opened A Play And Not You.