We need above all to learn again to believe in the possibility of nobility of spirit in ourselves. Eugene O'Neill More Quotes by Eugene O'Neill More Quotes From Eugene O'Neill Obsessed by a fairy tale, we spend our lives searching for a magic door and a lost kingdom of peace. Eugene O'Neill spiritual doors discovery Take some wood and canvas and nails and things. Build yourself a theater, a stage, light it, learn about it. When you've done that you will probably know how to write a play. Eugene O'Neill light play writing A game of secret, cunning stratagems, in which only the fools who are fated to lose reveal their true aims or motives - even to themselves. Eugene O'Neill secret games love I will be an artist or nothing! Eugene O'Neill artist art We'd be making sail in the dawn, with a fair breeze, singing a chanty song wid no care to it. And astern the land would be sinking low and dying out, but we'd give it no heed but a laugh, and never look behind. For the day that was, was enough, for we was free men - and I'm thinking 'tis only slaves do be giving heed to the day that's gone or the day to come - until they're old like me. Eugene O'Neill song men thinking The lie of a pipe dream is what gives life to the whole misbegotten mad lot of us, drunk or sober. Eugene O'Neill dream giving lying Drunken with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you will. But be drunken. Eugene O'Neill virtue wine drinking Curiosity killed the cat, but satisfaction brought it back. Eugene O'Neill cat curiosity satisfaction [Her] love and tenderness ... gave me the faith in love that enabled me to face my dead at last and write this play-write it with deep pity and understanding and forgiveness for all the four haunted Tyrones. Eugene O'Neill play writing love You said they had found the secret of happiness because they had never heard that love can be a sin. Eugene O'Neill sin secret found It's a great game - the pursuit of happiness. Eugene O'Neill pursuit pursuit-of-happiness games When men make gods, there is no God! Eugene O'Neill there-is-no-god god men The past is the present, isn’t it? It’s the future too. Eugene O'Neill past-present long-day past Everything looked and sounded unreal. Nothing was what it is. That's what I wanted - to be alone with myself in another world where truth is untrue and life can hide from itself. Eugene O'Neill truth life world Those who succeed and do not push on to greater failure are the spiritual middle-classers. Eugene O'Neill middle succeed spiritual Man's loneliness is but his fear of life. Eugene O'Neill being-alone lonely loneliness Life is perhaps best regarded as a bad dream between two awakenings. Eugene O'Neill dream life two You seem to be going in for sincerity today. It isn't becoming to you, really — except as an obvious pose. Be as artificial as you are, I advise. There's a sort of sincerity in that, you know. And, after all, you must confess you like that better. Eugene O'Neill sincerity becoming today I have had my dance with Folly, nor do I shirk the blame; I have sipped the so-called Wine of Life and paid the price of shame; But I know that I shall find surcease, the rest my spirit craves, Where the rainbows play in the flying spray, 'Mid the keen salt kiss of the waves. Eugene O'Neill kissing wine play Life is a long drawn out lie, with a sniffling sigh at the end of it. Eugene O'Neill life long lying
