“I would hope that the staffs at juvenile detention centers and reform schools are carefully chosen so that there is a community of support and hope.”

I’m pretty obsessive-compulsive and I’m very fast.

I began stealing a lot of ideas from other directors I had worked with.

I don’t know where the characters are going to go or what’s going to happen.

I find that more and more I’m trying to entertain myself when I’m working, because I know the work’s going to go to a horrible place.

It was like losing an important weight-bearing bone, and I knew I would spend the rest of my life trying to figure out how to walk the streets without it.

I don’t know if I have the ability to write an ending like My Fair Lady’s, when everyone gets what they want after a few minor conflicts.

The stakes are so high just for someone to make a simple exit.

And you can’t go anywhere in the sky unless you have a plane or some kind of rocket.

I’ve written some criticism, and I really enjoy it because I think it’s important for people to know that theatre is vital.

I suffer from and enjoy an incredibly vivid dream life. A lot of times there is a sort-of narrative and other times they are just funhouses of non-linear imagery and other scary stuff.

My characters say things to each other that I get accused of not being able to say to my girlfriend.

But when I’m writing I am just a big, irresponsible mess and I’m just impossible to get in touch with, and I don’t spend time with friends.

Somewhere deeper than where they put your heart.

I just love working with actors, and I love working with writers, working with designers.

It’s been hard for me to not write, and that’s the only process I can speak to I guess, it’s so compulsive and I need to do it all the time that sometimes I make myself not do it so I can actually tend to my life.

I won’t eat right. I forget to do my laundry. I have a dog now, and I have to remember to walk him.

If I held all the thoughts of the world in my hand, I would be careful not to open it.

If you understand everything,’ I said carefully, ‘then there’s no room left for magic. It’s only when you’re lost and frightened and in the dark that you call on the Gods, and they like us to call on them. It makes them feel powerful, and that’s why they like us to live in chaos.

The weaker the partner is viewed by the Muslims, then the greater the anger which they express. And this anger is often carefully staged.

There is no more important measure of a people than how carefully and faithfully they attend to the wellbeing of their children. The CJC has it right. True justice begins today with the children, or there is no hope of justice tomorrow for the world.

. . . but there’s a restraining order in place.’ She speaks slowly, choosing her words carefully. ‘I’m not supposed to be this close to you.’ You were never supposed to be this close to me,’ I say, and I have no idea why.

Milton has carefully marked in his Satan the intense selfishness, the alcohol of egotism, which would rather reign in hell than serve in heaven.

All makers must leave room for the acts of the spirit. But they have to work hard and carefully, and wait patiently, to deserve them.

Examining the world in order to find consolation is very much like looking carefully over the pages of a great book in order to find our own name . … Whether we find what we want or not, our preoccupation has hindered us from a true knowledge of the contents.