Vice Is Basically The Love Of Failure.

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

Only He Who Loves And Is Loved For His Own Sake Can Be Happy, And What Produces That Happiness Is Not So Much The Sense Of Sexual Communion As Of Two People Being Together ... The Sexual Act Viewed As A Whole Probably Affords Less Happiness Than A Totally Ordinary Kiss Or Often Indeed One Simple Word From The One You Love.

You Have Often Seen In The Cinema, Erich, Haven't You, That Between Extraordinary People Extraordinary Things Like For Example Extraordinary Love Can Arise. So We Only Have To Be Extraordinary And See What Happens.

I Have The Feeling It Will Influence My Future Writing To The Extent That Without Any Material Worries I Could Develop A Greater Ease, Even Lightheartedness, In My Writing

Art And Order, The Relatives That Refuse To Relate.