What I adore is supreme professionalism. I’m bored by writers who can write only when it’s raining.

If by any chance a playwright wishes to express a political opinion or a moral opinion or a philosophy, he must be a good enough craftsman to do it with so much spice of entertainment in it that the public get the message without being aware of it.

Am reading more of Oscar Wilde. What a tiresome, affected sod.

To take a gloomy view of life is not part of my philosophy; to laugh at the idiocies of my fellow creatures is. However, at this particular moment I cannot find so much to laugh at as I would like.

I write at high speed because boredom is bad for my health.