In The End I Think Theatre Has

The Truth Has Got To Appear Plausible On The Stage

Our Lives Are Awkward And Fragile And We Have Only One Thing To Keep Us Sane: Pity, And The Man Without Pity Is Mad.

Shakespeare Has No Answers For Us At All

I Write About Violence As Naturally As Jane Austen Wrote About Manners. Violence Shapes And Obsesses Our Society, And If We Do Not Stop Being Violent We Have No Future.

I Write Plays Not To Make Money, But To Stop Myself From Going Mad. Because It's My Way Of Making The World Rational To Me.