Tennessee Williams

Don't you just love these long rainy afternoons in New Orleans when an hour isn't just an hour — but a little bit of eternity dropped in your hands — and who knows what to do with it?

Symbols are nothing but the natural speech of drama.

What on earth can you do on this earth but catch at whatever comes near you, with both your fingers, until your fingers are broken?

You know, then that the public Somebody you are when you 'have a name' is a fiction created with mirrors and that the only somebody worth being is the solitary and unseen you that existed from your first breath