Edward Albee Quotes

George, who is out somewhere there in the dark, who is good to me - whom I revile, who can keep learning the games we play as quickly as I can change them. Who can make me happy and I do not wish to be happy. And yes, I do wish to be happy. George and Martha: Sad, sad, sad. Whom I will not forgive for having come to rest; for having seen me and having said: “Yes, this will do”. Who has made the hideous, the hurting, the insulting mistake of loving… me, and must be punished for it. George and Martha… Sad, sad, sad.

What I mean by an educated taste is someone who has the same tastes that I have.

Knowing it — knowing it's true is one thing, but believing what you know... well, there's the tough part.

First, I'll kill the dog with kindness, and if that doesn't work, I'll just kill him.

Now, here is what I had wanted to happen: I had tried to love, and I had tried to kill, and both had been unsuccessful by themselves.

We proceed in this society of ours on the possibly valid but untrue assumption that the public knows what it wants — indeed, that it is given sufficient information about what is available to make such a judgment. And then we jump, irresponsibly and absurdly, to the notion that there is a valid relationship between what the public wants and what it should want.

If Attila the Hun were alive today, he'd be a drama critic.

I am not interested in living in a city where there isn't a production by Samuel Beckett running.

Remember one thing about democracy. We can have anything we want and at the same time, we always end up with exactly what we deserve.

Who's afraid of Virginia Woolf mean who's afraid of the big bad wolf…who's afraid of living without false illusions

The arts are the only things that separate us from the other animals. The arts are not decorative. ... They are essential to our comprehension of consciousness and ourselves.

Sometimes a person has to go a very long distance out of his way to come back a short distance correctly.

It's sad to know you've gone through it all, or most of it, without… that the one body you'v wrapped your arms around, the only skin you've ever known, is your own… and that's it's dry, and not warm.

I have a fine sense of the ridiculous, but no sense of humour.

You became the youngest person ever to win the Pritzker Prize, architecture’s version of the Nobel.