The Belief That The Good

Miller Didn't Write Death Of A Salesman. He Released It. It Was There Inside Him, Waiting To Be Turned Loose. That's The Measure Of Its Merit.

The Physical Life Of The Scene Is Determined By Whether The Set Squeezes People Together Or Whether The Set Has An Escape Place In It.

To Be A Member Of The Communist Party Is To Have A Taste Of The Police State. It Is A Diluted Taste But It Is Bitter And Unforgettable.

Whatever Hysteria Exists Is Inflamed By Mystery, Suspicion And Secrecy. Hard And Exact Facts Will Cool It.

Every Fighter Has One Fight That Makes Or Breaks Him.