It Occurs To Me That With All

Self-realization And Self-fulfilment Are The Sine Qua Non For Human Existence.

There Is A Misconception Of Tragedy With Which I Have Been Struck In Review After Review, And In Many Conversations With Writers And Readers Alike. It Is The Idea That Tragedy Is Of Necessity Allied To Pessimism.

The Word "now" Is Like A Bomb Through The Window, And It Ticks.

I'm Sure There Are Writers Who Are Great Businessmen, But I Never Met Any.

The Success Of A Play, Especially One's First Success, Is Somewhat Like Pushing Against A Door Which Is Suddenly Opened That Was Always Securely Shut Until Then. For Myself, The Experience Was Invigorating. It Suddenly Seemed That The Audience Was A Mass Of Blood Relations, And I Sensed A Warmth In The World That Had Not Been There Before. It Made It Possible To Dream Of Daring More And Risking More.