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People have often accused me of being selfish and self-centered. They’re quite right. All artists are. They protect like all hell what’s most precious for them—the privilege to exploit the full range of their curiosity. On the other hand, in my case, brought up as I was, I also wanted a steady home…

I consider myself rigorously moral—moral enough, in fact, to admit this: There is one thing I’ve lied about consistently, and that is my relationships to women out of wedlock. I have again and again lied to my wives about this. I don’t know how else to handle this problem, and I don’t think you or …

I’m such a man. I’ve always felt in danger. I’ve never felt totally secure, even when I was most successful and every author wanted me to direct his new play. I’ve thought affluence uncertain and praise temporary. I am obsessively aware that money in the bank leaks, that it shrinks. I don’t trust t…

YOU MUST be wondering about my strange way of telling a story, constantly shifting around, twisting back and forth in time even though my life has been lived as yours is being lived, in a progression of days. What I’m doing is unraveling a great tangle of twine, found in an old basket at the bottom…

I sat at the feet of Lee and Harold, literally; wrote down everything they said. Harold opened my eyes to the importance of theatre in a society, that it had an obligation, particularly in our time of national emergency, which was to voice the concerns of the people in the audience. Theatre, he sai…