I Do Not Fight Against Men, But

My Plays Are Made Up Of Long Monologues, Which Is Similar To Prose Working With The Language

Strictly Speaking, There Are No Holidays For Art; Art Pursues You Everywhere, And That's Just Fine With The Artist.

I Do Not Fight Against Men, But Against The System That Is Sexist.

Work Restores Humankind And All Its Attributes To The Savage Animal Condition That Was Its Original Intended State.

Only He Who Loves And Is Loved For His Own Sake Can Be Happy, And What Produces That Happiness Is Not So Much The Sense Of Sexual Communion As Of Two People Being Together ... The Sexual Act Viewed As A Whole Probably Affords Less Happiness Than A Totally Ordinary Kiss Or Often Indeed One Simple Word From The One You Love.