My Sense Of Reality And Logic Is

Remember One Thing About Democracy. We Can Have Anything We Want And At The Same Time, We Always End Up With Exactly What We Deserve.

In Rehearsals I Get So Completely Wrapped Up With The Reality That's Occurring On Stage That By The Time The Play Has Opened I'm Not Usually Quite As Aware Of The Distinctions Between What I'd Intended And The Result. There Are Many Ways Of Getting The Same Result.

There Are Only Two Things To Write About: Life And Death.

The Playwright, Along With Any Writer, Composer, Painter In This Society, Has Got To Have A Terribly Private View Of His Own Value, Of His Own Work. He's Got To Listen To His Own Voice Primarily. He's Got To Watch Out For Fads, For What Might Be Called The Critical Aesthetics.

You Find Very Few Critics Who Approach Their Job With A Combination Of Information And Enthusiasm And Humility That Makes For A Good Critic. But There Is Nothing Wrong With Critics As Long As People Don't Pay Any Attention To Them. I Mean, Nobody Wants To Put Them Out Of A Job And A Good Critic Is Not Necessarily A Dead Critic. It's Just That People Take What A Critic Says As A Fact Rather Than An Opinion, And You Have To Know Whether The Opinion Of The Critic Is Informed Or Uninformed, Intelligent Of Stupid -- But Most People Don't Take The Trouble.