You Have Your Words, And I Have

You Never Quite Know What's Going To Strike Your Imagination, Or Something That Won't Going To Leave You Alone, Not Going To Leave Alone, And This Was One For Me.

I Think Plays, Like Books, Are Endemic. They Grow Out Of The Soil Of The Writer And The Place He's Writing About. I Think, You Just Can't Move Them About, You Know.

Goodness Is Nothing In The Furnace Of Art.

I Made, Over The Years In Cambridge, Several Very Good American Friends, And America Appeared To Me, A Land Of Promise In Every Sense Of That Word, A Land Of Freedom From The Inhibitions And Restrictions That I Felt In England.

You Can't Always Let People Do Their Own Thing.