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 them, so often ask you, 'What do you do?' And, being American, many's the time I've almost asked that question, then realized it's good for my soul not to know. For a while! Just to let the evening wear on and see what I think of this person without knowing what he does and how successful he is, or what a failure. We're ranking everybody every minute of the day.

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 wh…

If you complain of people being shot down in the streets, of the absence of communication or social responsibility, of the rise of everyday violence which peop…

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

You waste the attention of your eyes, the glittering labour of your hands, and knead the dough enough for dozens of loaves of which you'll taste not a morsel; …

Did you really invent the computer, or am I being pranked right now?

In my time and neighborhood (and in my soul) there was only one standard by which a woman measured success: did some man want her?