I'm not religious, but I like God and he likes me.

As a playwright, you are a torturer of actors and of the audience as well. You inflict things on people.

People shouldn't trust artists and they shouldn't trust art. Part of the fun of art is that it invites you to interpret it.

I make my living now as a screenwriter! Which I’m surprised and horrified to find myself saying, but I don’t think I can support myself as a playwright at this point. I don’t think anybody does.

The smallest indivisible human unit is two people, not one; one is a fiction. From such nets of souls societies, the social world, human life springs.

In this world, there is a kind of painful progress. Longing for what we've left behind, and dreaming ahead.

I tend to be sort of quiet and shy and awkward in social situations.

Torture yourself about your failures. And then get back to work.

The white cracker who wrote the National Anthem knew what he was doing. He set the word "free" to a note so high nobody could reach it. That was deliberate.

There's a kind of a fundamental irresponsibility in playwriting, and the strength of playwriting comes from that irresponsibility.

You have a strange relationship with calamity when you're a writer: you write about it; as an artist, you objectify and fetishize it. You render life into material, and that's a creepy thing to do.

Thanks to photography, some memories overstay their welcome.

My dad always says that you don't get to choose what happens in the world, only how you react to it.

We are all tied to our destiny and there is no way we can liberate ourselves.

I think it makes sense to believe in God, but exactly what decision in your life you make differently because of it, I don't know.

Life comes at us in waves. We can't predict or control those waves, but we can learn to surf

All decays begin in the closet; no heart thrives with out much secret converse with God, and nothing will make amends for the want of it.

I didn't come into the business to get awards or titles.

A king who’s innocent of the things of which he’s guilty?

Give the enemy an inch, hell take a yard.

My toes are all squished. During an operation, they had to take nerves out.