Basically, I composed the musical structure in one pass. The rest was editing and small adjustments. And when the play was read by actors with the music, the sequence timed-out perfectly.

Music and text have several commonalities, and one is meter and rhythm. Both spoken word and music have certain regularities, and they can be sub-divided rhythmically.

After I write a sequence, I just open the script and then sit at the piano keyboard and "play" the script. (And because I also draw and paint, sometimes I sketch out the action as well.)

After each performance of an Austin Shakespeare production, audiences are invited to stay for a ten-minute discussion of the work. And this tradition continues in our New York run.

I really enjoy fusing text and music.

Sometimes, I stood at the front of the E train, watching the tunnel ahead, imagining what Anthem would look like on stage.

Most of Ayn Rand's major characters are already formed at the start of the stories.

I always thought the story [Anthem] would work in three dimensions - and studying that cut material was very useful.

In the original novel [ Anthem], the story unfolds in the mind of a single character. Maybe that's why Ayn Rand called the work a poem.

I think a successful adaptation rises or falls on the work presented. If people need to read the book to understand the play, I didn't complete the job.

I certainly did my best to bring the story [Anthem] to life in another medium.

Laughter is an essential ingredient of a happy life.

It began in mystery and it will end in mystery, but what a rare and beautiful country lies in between.

What a mad world is a world in which nоbody deserves to be loved.

More helpful than all wisdom is one draught of simple human pity that will not forsake us.

I believe that if there is one thing which pierces the Master's heart with unutterable grief, it is not the world's iniquity, but the Church's indifferences.

As an older person, I do feel an obligation to tell the story about what was really happening in the fifties, sixties, and seventies, as I saw it.

My phone just auto-corrected my name to "Jamie unnecessary," instead of Jamie Lynn.

Many of the male faeries had their shirts unbuttoned and chests bare. (How’s this for freaky: no nipples or belly buttons.)

I didn't mean to send love letters, but that is what they became. On their way to you, my words turned into heartbeats on the page.

I don't think you ever learn just one thing. At some point you start unlearning things. I have been working hard to unlearn everything I know.