To Write A Play One Must Be

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.

Influence Is A Matter Of Selection - Both Acceptance And Rejection.

Within A Year After I Write A Play I Forget The Experience Of Having Written It. And I Couldn't Revise Or Rewrite It If I Wanted To. Up Until That Point, I'm So Involved With The Experience Of Having Written The Play, And The Nature Of It, That I Can't See What Faults It Might Have. The Only Moment Of Clear Objectivity That I Can Find Is At The Moment Of Critical Heat - Of Self-critical Heat When I'm Actually Writing.

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.

A Playwright, Especially A Playwright Whose Work Deals Very Directly With An Audience, Perhaps He Should Pay Some Attention To The Nature Of The Audience Response - Not Necessarily To Learn Anything About His Craft, But As Often As Not Merely To Find Out About The Temper Of The Time, What Is Being Tolerated, What Is Being Permitted.