The Contents Of Someone's Bookcase Are Part

There Is Something About Seeing Real People On A Stage That Makes A Bad Play More Intimately, More Personally Offensive Than Any Other Art Form.

Two People Making Love, She Once Said, Are Like One Drowned Person Resuscitating The Other.

To Be Misunderstood Can Be The Writer's Punishment For Having Disturbed The Reader's Peace. The Greater The Disturbance, The Greater The Possibility Of Misunderstanding.

The Epic Implications Of Being Human End In More Than This: We Start Our Lives As If They Were Momentous Stories, With A Beginning, A Middle And An Appropriate End, Only To Find That They Are Mostly Middles.

People ... Have No Idea What A Hard Job It Is For Two Writers To Be Friends. Sooner Or Later You Have To Talk About Each Other's Work.