The Weasel Under The Cocktail Cabinet.

I Don't Think There's Been Any Writer Like Samuel Beckett. He's Unique. He Was A Most Charming Man And I Used To Send Him My Plays.

Sometimes You Feel You Have The Truth Of A Moment In Your Hand, Then It Slips Through Your Fingers And Is Lost.

All That Happens Is That The Destruction Of Human Beings - Unless They're Americans - Is Called Collateral Damage.

A Short Piece Of Work Means As Much To Me As A Long Piece Of Work.

Watching First Nights, Though I've Seen Quite A Few By Now, Is Never Any Better. It's A Nerve-racking Experience. It's Not A Question Of Whether The Play Goes Well Or Badly. It's Not The Audience Reaction, It's My Reaction. I'm Rather Hostile Toward Audiences—i Don't Much Care For Large Bodies Of People Collected Together. Everyone Knows That Audiences Vary Enormously; It's A Mistake To Care Too Much About Them. The Thing One Should Be Concerned With Is Whether The Performance Has Expressed What One Set Out To Express In Writing The Play. It Sometimes Does.