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.

Can anyone remember love? It’s like trying to summon up the smell of roses in a cellar. You might see a rose, but never the perfume.

Man must shape his tools lest they shape him.

I think now that the great thing is not so much the formulation of an answer for myself, for the theater, or the play-but rather the most accurate possible statement of the problem.

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.

A suicide kills two people, Maggie, that’s what it’s for!

Everybody likes a kidder, but nobody lends him money.

The number of elements that have to go into a hit would break a computer down. the right season for that play, the right historical moment, the right tonality.

The problem was to sustain at any cost the feeling you had in the theater that you were watching a real person, yes, but an intense condensation of his experience, not simply a realistic series of episodes.

It is my art. I am better at it than I ever was. And I will do it as long as I can. When you reach a certain age you can slough off what is unnecessary and concentrate on what is. And why not?

I’m the end of the line; absurd and appalling as it may seem, serious New York theater has died in my lifetime.

The job is to ask questions-it always was-and to ask them as inexorably as I can. And to face the absence of precise answers with a certain humility.

I think it’s a mistake to ever look for hope outside of one’s self.

Maybe all one can do is hope to end up with the right regrets.

You cannot catch a child’s spirit by running after it; you must stand still and for love it will soon itself return.

What is the most innocent place in any country? Is it not the insane asylum? These people drift through life truly innocent, unable to see into themselves at all.

A playwright lives in an occupied country. And if you can’t live that way you don’t stay.

In the theater, while you recognized that you were looking at a house, it was a house in quotation marks. On screen, the quotation marks tend to be blotted out by the camera.

A good newspaper, I suppose, is a nation talking to itself.

You specialize in something until one day you find it is specializing in you.

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.

A child’s spirit is like a child, you can never catch it by running after it; you must stand still, and, for love, it will soon itself come back.

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.

The theater is so endlessly fascinating because it’s so accidental. It’s so much like life.

The structure of a play is always the story of how the birds came home to roost.

Don’t be seduced into thinking that that which does not make a profit is without value.

I love her too, but our neuroses just don’t match.

I know that my works are a credit to this nation and I dare say they will endure longer than the McCarran Act.

Never fight fair with a stranger, boy. You’ll never get out of the jungle that way.

Let you look sometimes for the goodness in me, and judge me not.

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

I have made more friends for American culture than the State Department. Certainly I have made fewer enemies, but that isn’t very difficult.

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

If I see an ending, I can work backward.

I cannot sleep for dreaming; I cannot dream but I wake and walk about the house as though I’d find you coming through some door.

Betrayal is the only truth that sticks.

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.

All we are is a lot of talking nitrogen.

The closer a man approaches tragedy the more intense is his concentration of emotion upon the fixed point of his commitment, which is to say the closer he approaches what in life we call fanaticism.

Without alienation, there can be no politics.

He wants to live on through something-and in his case, his masterpiece is his son. all of us want that, and it gets more poignant as we get more anonymous in this world.