Some Of My Plays Peter Out And

If You Shut Your Eyes And Are A Lucky One, You May See At Times A Shapeless Pool Of Lovely Pale Colours Suspended In The Darkness; Then If You Squeeze Your Eyes Tighter, The Pool Begins To Take Shape, And The Colours Become So Vivid That With Another Squeeze They Must Go On Fire.

A Loving Wife Is Better Than Making 50 In Cricket, Or Even 99, Beyond That I Will Not Go.

I Suppose It's Like The Ticking Crocodile, Isn't It? Time Is Chasing After All Of Us.

If 'hamlet' Had Been Written In These Days It Would Probably Have Been Called 'the Strange Affair At Elsinore.

I Do Loathe Explanations.