Arthur Miller Quotes

American playwright and essayist (1915–2005)

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Arthur Asher Miller (17 October 1915 – 10 February 2005) was an American playwright, essayist, and author. Widely recognized as one of the most significant American playwrights of the 20th Century, he won the Pulitzer Prize for Drama in 1949 for Death of a Salesman.

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Pen Names: Jonathan Lovelett

Birth Name: Arthur Asher Miller

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The house is two stories high and has seven rooms. It would have cost perhaps fifteen thousand in the early twenties when it was built.

The only thing you got in this world is what you can sell. And the funny thing is that you're a salesman, and you don't know that.

The tragic right is a condition of life, a condition in which the human personality is able to flower and realize itself. The wrong is the condition which suppresses man, perverts the flowing out of his love and creative instinct. Tragedy enlightens — and it must, in that it points the heroic finger at the enemy of man's freedom. The thrust for freedom is the quality in tragedy which exalts. The revolutionary questioning of the stable environment is what terrifies.

A fire, a fire is burning! I hear the boot of Lucifer, I see his filthy face! And it is my face, and yours, Danforth! For them that quail to bring men out of ignorance, as I have quailed, and as you quail now when you know in all your black hearts that this be fraud – God damns our kind especially, and we will burn, we will burn together!

A child's spirit is like a child, you cannot catch it by running after it; you must stand still, and, for love, it will soon itself come back.

Peace. It is a providence, and no great change; we are only what we always were, but naked now.

The theater is so endlessly fascinating because it's so accidental. It's so much like life.

الأديب دائماً في تعب وكرب، ولا يقتصر هذا على ما يحدث أثناء قيامه بالكتابة أو لأنه يكتب، إن التعب والكرب يلازمان الكاتب في كل شأن من شؤون الحياة، في الزواج، والمعاملات الخارجية، والمال، وكل شيء

to go, Pop. Every muscle is ready. WILLY [at the edge of the apron]: You realize what

If I have to be alone I want to be by myself.

...though our hearts break, we cannot flinch...

John – tell me, are we lost?

Chris: I don't know why it is, but every time I reach out for something I want, I have to pull back because other people will suffer.

You can't eat the orange and throw the peel away - a man is not a piece of fruit.

He wants to live on through something — and in his case, his masterpiece is his son… all of us want that, and it gets more poignant as we get more anonymous in this world.