Im Not Suggesting That The Play Is

Anything You Put In A Play -- Any Speech -- Has Got To Do One Of Two Things: Either Define Character Or Push The Action Of The Play Along.

George, Who Is Out Somewhere There In The Dark, Who Is Good To Me - Whom I Revile, Who Can Keep Learning The Games We Play As Quickly As I Can Change Them. Who Can Make Me Happy And I Do Not Wish To Be Happy. And Yes, I Do Wish To Be Happy. George And Martha: Sad, Sad, Sad. Whom I Will Not Forgive For Having Come To Rest; For Having Seen Me And Having Said: “yes, This Will Do”. Who Has Made The Hideous, The Hurting, The Insulting Mistake Of Loving… Me, And Must Be Punished For It. George And Martha… Sad, Sad, Sad.

My Sense Of Reality And Logic Is Different From Most People's.

You May Dislike The Intention Enormously But Your Judgment Of The Artistic Merit Of The Work Must Not Be Based On Your View Of What It's About. The Work Of Art Must Be Judged By How Well It Succeeds In Its Intention.

I Have A Fine Sense Of The Ridiculous, But No Sense Of Humor.