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If You Analyse Anything, You Destroy It.

I'm The End Of The Line; Absurd And Appalling As It May Seem, Serious New York Theater Has Died In My Lifetime.

Willie Was A Salesman. And For A Salesman, There Is No Rock Bottom To Life?. He's A Man Way Out There In The Blue, Riding On A Smile And A Shoeshine. And When They Start Not Smiling Back - That's An Earthquake.

The American Dream Is The Largely Unacknowledged Screen In Front Of Which All American Writing Plays Itself Out.

The Price Grew Out Of A Need To Reconfirm The Power Of The Past, The Seedbed Of Current Reality, And The Way To Possibly Reaffirm Cause And Effect In An Insane World.