I'm really very mistrustful. I read somewhere that science-fiction is really not fiction at all... that you people are rearranging my genes so that e… - Edward Albee

Martha: Oh, I like your anger. I think that's what I like about you most. Your anger.

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.

It's one of those things a person has to do; sometimes a person has to go a very long distance out of his way to come back a short distance correctly.