I think that some of these plays are lost in this new horror called development, which is a place for dramaturgs to say "let me tell you what your play means," and the life gets sucked out of a play.

We live in a world where amnesia is the most wished-for state. When did history become a bad word?

It's amazing how a little tomorrow can make up for a whole lot of yesterday.

And it is always Easter Sunday at the New York City Ballet. It is always coming back to life. Not even coming back to life - it lives in the constant present.

Feydeau's one rule of playwriting: Character A: My life is perfect as long as I don't see Character B. Knock Knock. Enter Character B.

Show business offers more solid promises than Catholicism.

However, the moral center of New York City, I believe, is the New York City Ballet.

The great risk is always saying, "how will I communicate what I'm trying to get across to a room full of strangers sitting in the dark watching a stage?"

How much of your life can you account for? My life is a collage of unaccounted for brush strokes; I am all random”.

I don't think about taking a risk. I think about how far can I go. How can I make myself. What are the risks I must create.

You can read ten books and finally come across one detail, and it's like, "now everything else makes sense. Now I know where I am."

A friendship forged in the fires of adversity is a strong as one that has weathered the test of time.

The phony surrender's over

Paradise of Lailah Gifty Akita is reading, wondering and writing.

Your living is determined not so much by what life brings to you as by the attitude you bring to life not so much by what happens to you as by the way your mind looks at what happens.

With black people, there are 50 Hitlers over the course of history.

One good thing about being young is that you're not experienced enough to know what can't be done.

I work out. I'm getting toned, too. The Wii Fit really works your body. When I get off, I'm dying.

The thought of a limit to perceptual space and time staggers the mind.

I haven’t even really tried to win you over, Roza. When I want to, I can be very persuasive.

The most fatal disease of friendship is gradual decay.