A playwright ... is ... the litmus paper of the arts. He's got to be, because if he isn't working on the same wave length as the audience, no one would know what in hell he was talking about. He is a kind of psychic journalist, even when he's great.

Certainly the most diverse, if minor, pastime of literary life is the game of Find the Author.

Success, instead of giving freedom of choice, becomes a way of life. There's no country I've been to where people, when you come into a room and sit down with …

The apple cannot be stuck back on the Tree of Knowledge; once we begin to see, we are doomed and challenged to seek the strength to see more, not less.

An artist carries on throughout his life a mysterious, uninterrupted conversation with his public.

Words, once they are printed, have a life of their own.

If one has no heart, one cannot write for the masses.