The Subject Of Drama Is The Lie.

I Used To Think I'd Like To Be A Fireman - In Fact, I Still Would - And The Only Drawback I Could See Was Coming Back To The Firehouse, After A Day Of Fighting Fires, And Still Having To Put In An Eight-hour Day Writing.

The Government, For Example, Has Determined That Black People (somehow) Have Fewer Abilities Than White People, And, So, Must Be Given Certain Preferences. Anyone Acquainted With Both Black And White People Knows This Assessment Is Not Only Absurd But Monstrous. And Yet It Is The Law.

I'm Entitled To My Political Opinions, And I Get To Vote Because I'm An American.

If You're Neurotic And You Think, I'm Not Where I Deserve To Be Or My Mother Didn't Love Me, Or Blah, Blah, Blah, That Lie, That Neurotic Vision, Takes Over Your Life And You're Plagued By It 'til It's Cleansed. In A Play, At The End Of The Play, The Lie Is Revealed. [t]he Better The Play Is, The More Surprising And Inevitable The Lie Is, As Aristotle Told Us. Plays Are About Lies.

It's Hard To Write A Good Play Because It's Hard To Structure A Plot. If You Can Think Of It Off The Top Of Your Head, So Can The Audience.