Don't Be Seduced Into Thinking That That

... Vulgarity Has No Nation.

I Love Her Too, But Our Neuroses Just Don't Match.

A Man Is Not A Bird, To Come And Go With The Springtime.

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.

Part Of Knowing Who We Are Is Knowing We Are Not Someone Else. And Jew Is Only The Name We Give To That Stranger, The Agony We Cannot Feel, The Death We Look At Like A Cold Abstraction. Each Man Has His Jew; It Is The Other.