“Poorly written books are a kin to actors forgetting their lines.”

“Oh, friend, forget not, when you fain would noteIn me a beauty that was never mine,How first you knew me in a book I wrote,How first you loved me for a written line....”

“The Playwright had long been fascinated by the strange mercurial personality of the Actor. What is "acting." and why do we respond to "great acting" as we do? We know that an actor is "acting" and yet - we wish to forget that an actor is "acting," and in the presence of talented actors we quickly do forget. This is a mystery, a riddle. How can we forget the actor "acts"? Is the actor "acting" on our behalf? Is the subtext of the actor's "acting" always and forever our own buried (and denied) "acting"?”

“How first you knew me in a book I wrote,How first you loved me for a written line”

“We are never allowed to forget that some books are badly written; we should remember that sometimes they're badly read, too.”

“Actors never say they're poor. They're always broke. It's always just temporary. 'Broke' is 'poor with hope'.”