I may think of you softly from time to time. But I’ll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again.

If I have any justification for having lived it's simply, I'm nothing but faults, failures and so on, but I have tried to make a good pair of shoes. There's some value in that.

Where choice begins, Paradise ends, innocence ends, for what is Paradise but the absence of any need to choose this action?

Well, all the plays that I was trying to write were plays that would grab an audience by the throat and not release them, rather than presenting an emotion which you could observe and walk away from.

He's not the finest character that ever lived. But he's a human being, and a terrible thing is happening to him. So attention must be paid.

He's just a big stupid man to you, but I tell you there's more good in him than in may other people.