I Was Clever Enough To Know That

I Was Clever Enough To Know That John Donne Was Offering Something That Was Awfully Enjoyable. I Just Wasn't Clever Enough To Actually Enjoy It.

I'm Not Proud To Be Me, I'm Not Excited To Be Me, But I Find That I Am Me, And Like Most Other Individuals, I Send Out Little Signals; I Tell Everyone Else How Everything Looks From Where I Am.

I'm A Very Lucky Man. It's A Beautiful Thing For A Writer, To See People Allowing Your Words To Enter Their Own Unconscious And Their Souls.

I Started Writing Plays In Around 1967, And At A Certain Point, I Thought, 'i'm Writing Plays, I Should Learn About Acting And What It Is.' So I Went To The Hb Studio In New York, And I Was There For About Nine Months.

It Is Hard Enough To Make A Plan For How You Are Going To Spend An Evening With Somebody Else. So To Make A Plan For How You Are Going To Behave In 25 Years Seems Based On A View Of Life That Is Incomprehensible To Me.