John Osborne

That voice that cries out doesn't have to be a weakling's does it?

Here we are, we're alone in the universe, there's no God, it just seems that it all began by something as simple as sunlight striking on a piece of rock. And here we are. We've only got ourselves. Somehow, we've just got to make a go of it. We've only ourselves.

Don't clap too hard - it's a very old building.

Heaven be thanked, we live in such an age when no man dies for love except upon the stage.

The school teacher is certainly underpaid as a child minder but ludicrously overpaid as an educator.

Asking a working writer what he thinks about critics is like asking a lamp-post what it feels about dogs.", October 31, 1977]

To be as vehement as he is is to be almost non-committal.

Jimmy: One day, when I'm no longer spending my days running a sweet-stall, I may write a book about us all. It's all here. (slapping his forehead) Written in flames a mile high. And it won't be recollected in tranquillity either, picking daffodils with Auntie Wordsworth. It'll be recollected in fire, and blood. My blood.