Far More Quickly Than Reason And Logic,

Without Vanity A Writer's Work Is Tepid, And He Must Accept His Vanity As Part Of His Stock In Trade And Live With It As One Of The Hazards Of His Profession.

I Have Always Understood The Unbelieving Look In The Eyes Of Those Whom Success Touches Early - It Is A Look Half Fearful, As Though The Dream Were Still In The Process Of Being Dreamed And To Move Or To Speak Would Shatter It.

How Many Of Us Would Be Willing To Settle When We're Young For What We Eventually Get? All Those Plans We Make...what Happens To Them? It's Only A Handful Of The Lucky Ones That Can Look Back And Say That They Even Came Close.

Playwriting, Like Begging In India, Is An Honorable But Humbling Profession.

Other Centuries Had Their Driving Forces. What Will Ours Have Been When Men Look Far Back To It One Day? Maybe It Won't Be The American Century, After All. Or The Russian Century Or The Atomic Century. Wouldn't It Be Wonderful, Phil, If It Turned Out To Be Everybody's Century, When People All Over The World--free People--found A Way To Live Together? I'd Like To Be Around To See Some Of That, Even The Beginning.