I have no home unless it be the tortured excellence of the sea
The past itself, as historical change continues to accelerate, has become the most surreal of subjects.
America is my country, and Paris is my home town.
“I want to expand the thinking of blacks about themselves.”
The city drags itself awake on subway straps; and I, an alarm, awake as a rumor of war, lie stretching into dawn, unasked and unheeded.
There may be times when we are powerless to prevent injustice, but there must never be a time when we fail to protest.
Goodnight room; Goodnight moon; Goodnight cow jumping over the moon; Goodnight light...
An American playwright who grew to fame with the publication of The Glass Menagerie (1944), ...
To transmit to posterity the invaluable inheritance which they have received from their ancestors."