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“To create, I destroyed myself; I made myself external to such a degree within myself that within myself I do not exist except in an external fashion. I am the living setting in which several actors make entrances, putting on several different plays.”
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

“Orpheus never liked words. He had his music. He would get a funny look on his face and I would say what are you thinking about and he would always be thinking about music.

If we were in a restaurant sometimes Orpheus would look sullen and wouldn't talk to me and I thought people felt sorry for me. I should have realized that women envied me. Their husbands talked too much.

But I wanted to talk to him about my notions. I was working on a new philosophical system. It involved hats.

This is what it is to love an artist: The moon is always rising above your house. The houses of your neighbors look dull and lacking in moonlight. But he is always going away from you. Inside his head there is always something more beautiful.

Orpheus said the mind is a slide ruler. It can fit around anything. Show me your body, he said. It only means one thing.”
― sarah ruhl, Eurydice

“When I had that attack of pleurosis - he asked me what was the matter when I came back. I said pleurosis - he thought that I said Blue Roses! So that's what he always called me after that. Whenever he saw me, he'd holler, "Hello, Blue Roses!”
― Tennessee Williams, The Glass Menagerie

“DAN
What do you want?

ALICE
To be loved.

DAN
That simple?

ALICE
It's a big want.”
― Patrick Marber, Closer: A Play

“The play was a great success, but the audience was a disaster.”
― Oscar Wilde

“[L]ife is a phenomenon in need of criticism, for we are, as fallen creatures, in permanent danger of worshipping false gods, of failing to understand ourselves and misinterpreting the behaviour of others, of growing unproductively anxious or desirous, and of losing ourselves to vanity and error. Surreptitiously and beguilingly, then, with humour or gravity, works of art--novels, poems, plays, paintings or films--can function as vehicles to explain our condition to us. They may act as guides to a truer, more judicious, more intelligent understanding of the world.”
― Alain de Botton, Status Anxiety

“You know it don't take much intelligence to get yourself into a nailed-up coffin, Laura. But who in hell ever got himself out of one without removing one nail?”
― Tennessee Williams, The Glass Menagerie

“MASHA. Just think, I am already beginning to forget her face. People will not remember us either. They will forget.

VERSHININ. Yes. They will forget. That is our fate, you can't do anything about it. The things which to us seem serious, significant, very important, - the time will come - they will be forgotten or they will seem of no consequence.”
― Anton Chekhov, The Three Sisters

“People like the way dreams have of sticking to the soul.”
― Stephen Schwartz, Pippin

“DYER. (Sits down) There was nothing that I recall save that the Sunne was a Round flat shining Disc and the Thunder was a Noise from a Drum or a Pan.

VANNBRUGGHE. (Aside) What a Child is this! (To Dyer) These are only our Devices, and are like the Paint of our Painted Age.

DYER. But in Meditation the Sunne is a vast and glorious Body, and Thunder is the most forcible and terrible Phaenomenon: it is not to be mocked, for the highest Passion is Terrour.”
― Peter Ackroyd, Hawksmoor

“This is the way the universe begins. A raindrop (that isn’t really a raindrop) drops, like a word, “rainâ€� drops, into a pool (that isn’t really a pool, more like a pool of listening minds), and tiny waves circle out in an elegant decelerating procession, -cession, -cession. Then, after a time, the pool of listening minds grows still once more.

Now, but backwards, this is the way the universe begins: the still pool of listening minds, the sudden shrinking circles dissolving at the center, conserving at the center until boom, sloop!, up goes the droplet, up towards the voice that raindrops words, up towards the voice and it hangs in the air â€� remember it there â€� because that’s the way the universe begins. A little pavilion. A momentary sphere. A word made of stars, dancing.”
― Craig Wright, The Pavilion

“Oh, come on! Nobody's favorite color is BROWN!”
― Lee Blessing

“Fortune, how fickle and how vain thou art,”
― Patrick Branwell Brontë

“Plays are nearly always about the consequences of events while films are usually about the events. The what-happens-next factor is essential in film.”
― Richard Toscan, Playwriting Seminars 2.0: A Handbook on the Art and Craft of Dramatic Writing with an Introduction to Screenwriting

“And I was a Child again, watching the bright World. But the Spell broke when at this Juncture some Gallants jumped from the Pitt onto the Stage and behaved as so many Merry-Andrews among the Actors, which reduced all to Confusion. I laugh'd with them also, for I like to make Merry among the Fallen and there is pleasure to be had in the Observation of the Deformity of Things. Thus when the Play resumed after the Disturbance, it was only to excite my Ridicule with its painted Fictions, wicked Hypocrisies and villainous Customs, all depicted with a little pert Jingle of Words and a rambling kind of Mirth to make the Insipidnesse and Sterility pass. There was no pleasure in seeing it, and nothing to burden the Memory after: like a voluntarie before a Lesson it was absolutely forgotten, nothing to be remembered or repeated.”
― Peter Ackroyd, Hawksmoor

“Thus like a Captive in an Isle confin'd,
Man walks at large, a Pris'ner of the Mind”
― John Dryden, Four Plays by Dryden: The Conquest of Granada parts 1 and 2, Marriage-a-la-Mode, and The Assignation

“So always avoid banality. That is, avoid illustrating the author's words and remarks. If you want to create a true masterpiece you must always avoid beautiful lies: the truths on the calender under each date you find a proverb or saying such as: "He who is good to others will be happy." But this is not true. It is a lie. The spectator, perhaps, is content. The spectator likes easy truths. But we are not there to please or pander to the spectator. We are here to tell the truth.”
― Jerzy Grotowski

“Try to be the best; try never to be the worst! Live and play the role honey plays on your tongue in the lives of people; never do the job that pepper does on your eyes to others!”
― Israelmore Ayivor, The Great Hand Book of Quotes

“I re-traced your footsteps to that miserable little Tibetan monastery. It was hard to get the monks to talk, what with that vow of silence and all â€� and how do you threaten someone who regards death as a promotion?”
― Anne Flanagan, Artifice

“CoÅŸkun:Olsun.Hem oyunları ciddiye almıyor muyuz?”
― oÄŸuz atay, Oyunlarla YaÅŸayanlar

“In the first play, the crisis is Thomas More. In the second it’s Anne Boleyn. In the third book, and the third play, it’s crisis every day, an overlapping series of only just negotiable horrors. It’s climbing and climbing. Then a sudden abrupt fall - within days.”
― Hilary Mantel

“Tell me something wonderful," he said to Dane. "Tell me that we are going to die dreamfully and loved in our sleep."
"You're always writing one of your plays on the phone," said Dane.
"I said, something wonderful. Say something about springtime."
"It is sloppy and wet. It is a beast from the sea."
"Ah," said Harry.”
― Lorrie Moore, Like Life

“You aren’t allowed back until you’ve learned to willingly suspend disbelief.”
― Rebecca Murphy, Plucking Cupid's Bow

“What could be worse than being immortal? And still having to behave by the rules?”
― Rameau

“What could be worse than being immortal? And still having to behave by the rules?”
― Rameau Platee

“What could be worse than being immortal? And still having to behave by the rules?”
― Rameau

“Books have power to bring you glory or doom, it all depends on perception.”
― Nikita Dudani

“A book is a place where my reality, escapism, hope, despair, love and death lie.”
― Nikita Dudani

“My only wish is to be buried with my books.”
― Nikita Dudani