I Don't Think Anyone Is The Perfect

I Came Down To The Living Room One Day And My Wife Was Standing In The Living Room. It Wasn't An Illusion. I Saw Her Out Of The Corner Of My Eye. The Moment I Saw Her, She Vanished.

My Mother Was Passionate. She Was Stubborn, The Dominant One In The Family. She Dominated My Father.

I've Always Believed In Survival.

My Father I Liked, But It Was Only After His Death That I Got To Know Him By Writing The Play.

It's A Natural Thing For People To Say, You Know, Who's In This Book? I Find Myself Get Ting A Little Defensive. People Come Along And I'm Waiting For That First Question.