New York Is Not Mecca. It Just

[when You Write A Play] You Walk Into A Forest Without A Knife, Without A Compass. But . . . If You Have A Sense Of Geography, You Find That You're Clearing A Path And Getting To The Right Place.

I Go To See Plays All The Time, And Whenever I See Chekhov, I'm Amazed At How This Russian Play Strikes Home To Me Living 100 Years Later In New York City. I'm Drawn To Him Because Of His Way With Characters And Their Relationships With Each Other.

New York Is Not Mecca. It Just Smells Like It.

Once You've Opened Yourself Up, It's Best To Go All The Way.

All Humor Is Based On Hostility - That's Why World War Two Was Funny.