I guess we all feel like underdogs. I remember being a freshman at Brown University and not knowing what a WASP was. We were reading an Edward Albee ….

I do think it's fascinating to see a play where everybody's sort of, in various ways, uprooted, and you see the older generation, the parents, whose ….

In reality, life was arranged and human relations were complicated so utterly beyond all understanding that when one thought about it one felt uncann….

I'm still learning so much with every play I write. So I wrestle with word choice, rhythm in final drafts. I think you have to be ruthless..

Priests are very interested in theater in New York! It's this lovely reminder that priests are just people, too, who need to be entertained..

Suddenly you're at church and you hear someone pray, "For gays and lesbians, that they might realize their [sins]...." That's happening less and less….

Everyone's taste is different. But I think the best way to defend against regrets after opening night is to try your best to tell the story you want ….

I know how much respect I have for people of all different faiths, but especially for my family, who are the most important people in my life, and wh….

As playwrights, as poets, we have to look to ourselves, listen to our guts for the final answers about what changes to make. Everyone has advice abou….

The best work that I am able to do is when I am willing to write about questions I haven't quite figured out, or things I'm really wrestling with, th….

I'm always very self-conscious and assume the way faith or religion might come up in my plays will seem very harsh to people of faith, or who are cur….

So much of great American drama has been about a certain kind of dysfunctional family, and maybe my interests are in the kind of strange dysfunction ….

Writing plays for me is often an act of looking at basement-level fears in terms of where they come from..

There's this unspoken history that exists between any mother and daughter, no matter how deep and loving the bond is, twenty-five years of being rais….