I Don't Really Have A Social Life.

I Didn't Knowingly Meet A Conservative Until, To My Shame, I Was 60 Years Old And Sat Down And Said, 'wow, I Don't Understand What This Guy's Talking About, But He Has A Great Civility About Him. Perhaps I Better Investigate This Thing.'

A Play Is Basically A Long, Formalistic Polemic. You Can Write It Without The Poetry, And If You Do, You May Have A Pretty Good Play. We Know This Because We See Plays In Translation. Not Many People Speak Norwegian Or Danish Or Whatever Guys Like Ibsen Spoke, Or Russian - Yet We Understand Chekhov And The Others.

Blasphemy And Prayer Are One. Both Assert The Existence Of A Superior Power. The First, However, With Conviction.

My Idea Of Perfect Happiness Is A Healthy Family, Peace Between Nations, And All The Critics Die.

The Honest Man Might Observe... That No One Gets Something For Nothing; That Politicians Go In Poor And Go Out Rich; That The Government Screws Up Everything It Touches; And That The Will To Believe Is Best Confined To The Religious Venue, As To Practice It Elsewhere Is Just Too Damned Expensive.