Very Few Women Wait For Mr. Right.

Love Points The Way. Desire Is Its Ignorant Advisor.

I Cannot Stand Public Attention, I Just Can't. Of Course, If I May I Might Write Something Instead

Anna Despises Two Classes Of People: First, Those Who Own Their Own Homes And Have Cars And Families, And Second, Everybody Else. Constantly She Is On The Verge Of Exploding. With Rage. A Pool Of Pure Red. The Pool Is Filled With Speechlessness That Talks Away At Her Nonstop.

I Do Not Fight Against Men, But Against The System That Is Sexist.

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