It Is Not Enough ... Simply To

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.

It Is Not Enough ... Simply To Surrender Oneself Brainlessly To Love, When It Knocks At The Door, One Must Also Calculate Because Of Later Life, Which Does Sometimes Follow.

Literature That Keeps Employing New Linguistic And Formal Modes Of Expression To Draft A Panorama Of Society As A Whole While At The Same Time Exposing It, Tearing The Masks From Its Face - For Me That Would Be Deserving Of An Award.

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

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