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Edward Albee Quotes
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A lot interests me – but nothing surprises me particularly.
Edward AlbeeEdward Albee The characters’ lives have gone on before the moment you chose to have the action of the play begin. And their lives are going to go on after you have lowered the final curtain on the play, unless you’ve killed them off.
Edward AlbeeEdward Albee The act of writing is an act of optimism. You would not take the trouble to do it if you felt that it didn’t matter.
Edward AlbeeEdward Albee Influence is a matter of selection – both acceptance and rejection.
Edward AlbeeEdward Albee It is a lazy public which promotes a slothful and irresponsible theater.
Edward AlbeeEdward Albee I find relatively little relationship between the work of art and the immediate critical response it gets.
Edward AlbeeEdward Albee There are only two things to write about: life and death.
Edward AlbeeEdward Albee Good writers define reality; bad ones merely restate it.
Edward AlbeeEdward Albee All serious art is being destroyed by commerce. Most people don’t want art to be disturbing. They want it to be escapist. I don’t think art should be escapist. That’s a waste of time.
Edward AlbeeEdward Albee When a critic sets himself up as an arbiter of morality, a judge of the matter and not the manner of a work, he is no longer a critic; he is a censor.
Edward AlbeeEdward Albee We were dirt poor but we had each other. We didn’t need much to have a lot.
Brad NeatonBrad Neaton Always show kindness and love to others. Your words might be filling the empty places in someone else heart.
Alexander KandovAlexander Kandov One quick sip of your memory I let it slip, and I go on without you.
Emma SchippersEmma Schippers If the scars on my heart were visible to the naked eye, maybe you’d think twice about inflicting more.
Laura Natoli-KearneyLaura Natoli-Kearney I am getting better at forgetting you. I am slowly but steadily learning the art of forgetting you.
Juana GarciaJuana Garcia Paper and pen petrify me, for they pierce right through me, drawing deep blue blood, leaving me utterly cold.
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