Old Age And Treachery Will Always Beat

If You're Neurotic And You Think, I'm Not Where I Deserve To Be Or My Mother Didn't Love Me, Or Blah, Blah, Blah, That Lie, That Neurotic Vision, Takes Over Your Life And You're Plagued By It 'til It's Cleansed. In A Play, At The End Of The Play, The Lie Is Revealed. [t]he Better The Play Is, The More Surprising And Inevitable The Lie Is, As Aristotle Told Us. Plays Are About Lies.

There Is A Profound And Ineradicable Taint Of Antisemitism In The British.

To Find Beauty In The Sad, Hope In The Midst Of Loss, And Dignity In Failure Is Great Poetic Art.

Freud Believed That Our Dreams Sometimes Recapitulate A Speech, A Comment We've Heard Or Something That We've Read. I Always Had Compositions In My Dreams. They Would Be A Joke, A Piece Of A Novel, A Witticism Or A Piece Of Dialogue From A Play, And I Would Dream Them. I Would Actually Express Them Line By Line In The Dream. Sometimes After Waking Up I Would Remember A Snatch Or Two And Write Them Down. There's Something In Me That Just Wants To Create Dialogue.

Having Spent Too Many Years In Show Business, The One Thing I See That Succeeds Is Persistence. It's The Person Who Just Ain't Gonna Go Home. I Decided Early On That I Wasn't Going To Go Home. This Is What I'll Be Doing Until They Put Me In Jail Or In A Coffin.