The Power Of The Past To Still

You Cannot Write To Resonate Twenty Or Thirty Or Forty Years From Now. You Only Can Write For That Very Day, But Whatever Happens Is All Gravy.

You Can't Be A Sort Of Pioneer.

The Great Risk Is Always Saying, "how Will I Communicate What I'm Trying To Get Across To A Room Full Of Strangers Sitting In The Dark Watching A Stage?"

I Am The Same Artist With The Same Nagging Questions I Had In My Early 20's. What's Real And What Isn't? How Do We Tell What's Real In Our Lives? How Do We See Things As They Are? What Is My Role In Life? If The Signature Hadn't Forced The Issue By Devoting Its Season To My Plays, I Could At Least Believe I Had Changed. Really, They're All The Same! What Is Six Degrees Of Separation But The House Of Blue Leaves With Money?

There's No Such Thing As A Perfect Play. Sometimes You Have To Protect The Life Of The Play.