Be Careful How You Talk About God.

This Particular Nurse Said, Cancer Cells Are Those Which Have Forgotten How To Die. I Was So Struck By This Statement.

I Don't Intend To Simply Go Away And Write My Plays And Be A Good Boy. I Intend To Remain An Independent And Political Intelligence In My Own Right.

The Theater's Much The Most Difficult Kind Of Writing For Me, The Most Naked Kind, You're So Entirely Restricted.... I Find Myself Stuck With These Characters Who Are Either Sitting Or Standing, And They've Either Got To Walk Out Of A Door, Or Come In Through A Door, And That's About All They Can Do.

A Writer's Life Is A Highly Vulnerable, Almost Naked Activity. We Don't Have To Weep About That. The Writer Makes His Choice And Is Stuck With It. But It Is True To Say That You Are Open To All The Winds, Some Of Them Icy Indeed. You Are Out On Your Own, Out On A Limb. You Find No Shelter, No Protection - Unless You Lie - In Which Case Of Course You Have Constructed Your Own Protection And, It Could Be Argued, Become A Politician.

The More Acute The Experience, The Less Articulate Its Expression.