Immature poets imitate; mature poets steal.
From T. S. Eliot
Where is the Life we have lost in living? Where is the wisdom we have lost in knowledge? Where is the knowledge we have lost in information?
Humankind cannot bear very much reality.
The communication of the dead is tongued with fire beyond the language of the living.
A play should give you something to think about. When I see a play and understand it the first time, then I know it can't be much good.
There is not a more repulsive spectacle than on old man who will not forsake the world, which has already forsaken him.
Let's not be narrow, nasty, and negative.
April is the cruellest month.
In my beginning is my end.
If you desire to drain to the dregs the fullest cup of scorn and hatred that a fellow human being can pour out for you, let a young mother hear you call dear baby 'it.'
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