There comes a time when you look into the mirror and you realize that what you see is all that you will ever be. And then you accept it. Or you kill yourself. Or you stop looking in mirrors.
The last we heard of him was a picture postcard from Mazatlan, on the Pacific coast of Mexico, containing a message of two words: "Hello - Goodbye!" and no address.
For time is the longest distance between two places.
I have always been pushed by the negative. The apparent failure of a play sends me back to my typewriter that very night, before the reviews are out. I am more compelled to get back to work than if I...
The theatre is a place where one has time for the problems of people to whom one would show the door if they came to one's office for a job.
When things don't change, their sameness becomes an accretion. That is why all society puts on flesh. Succumbs to the cubicles and begins to fill them.
Time doesn't take away from friendship, nor does separation.
All cruel people describe themselves as paragons of frankness.
It is only in his work that an artist can find reality and satisfaction, for the actual world is less intense than the world of his invention and consequently his life, without recourse to violent dis...
You can be young without money but you can't be old without it.
Life is all memory except for the one present moment that goes by so quick you can hardly catch it going.
Make voyages. Attempt them. There's nothing else.
Luxury is the wolf at the door and its fangs are the vanities and conceits germinated by success. When an artist learns this, he knows where the danger is.
I think that [William] Faulkner and I each had to escape certain particulars of our lives, and we found salvation through words. I understand the Bible story of Babel so much better now. I think that...
We are all sentenced to solitary confinement inside our own skins, for life.
...human beings dream of life everlasting. But most of them want it on earth and not in heaven.
Luck is believing your lucky.
I have always been pushed by the negative.... The apparent failure of a play sends me back to my typewriter that very night before the reviews are out. I am more compelled to get back to work than if...
Ignorance of mortality is a comfort.
Mendacity is a system that we live in. Liquor is one way out an death's the other.