Day's Work Is Still To Do, Whatever

The First Of Our Senses Which We Should Take Care Never To Let Rust Through Disuse Is That Sixth Sense, The Imagination. I Mean The Wide-open Eye Which Leads Us To See Truth More Vividly, To Apprehend More Broadly, To Concern Ourselves More Deeply, To Be, All Our Life Long, Sensitive And Awake To The Powers And Responsibilities Given To Us As Human Beings.

The Lines Marking A Penalty Area Are A Disgrace To The Playing Fields Of A Public School.

Thank God Our Time Is Now When Wrong Comes Up To Meet Us Everywhere Never To Leave Us Till We Take, The Greatest Stride Of The Soul Man Ever Took. Affairs Are Now Soul Size The Enterprise Is Exploration Unto God. Where Are You Making For? It Takes So Many Thousand Years To Wake. But Will You Wake For Pity's Sake?

In My Plays I Want To Look At Life At The Commonplace Of Existence As If We Had Just Turned A Corner And Run Into It For The First Time.

My Trouble Is I'm The Sort Of Writer Who Only Finds Out What He's Getting At By The Time He's Got To The End Of It.