Eugene O'Neill Quotes

Little subconscious mind, say I each night, bring home the bacon.

The Iceman Cometh.

A Long Day’s Journey Into Night.

Edmund: (sits down opposite his father-contemptuously). Yes, facts don’t mean a thing, do they? What you want to believe, that’s the only truth! (Derisively.) Shakespeare was an Irish Catholic, for example.

The sea hates a coward!

Mourning Becomes Electra.

Strange interlude! Yes, our lives are merely strange dark interludes in the electrical display of God the Father!

The devil!…what beastly things our memories insist on cherishing!

Life is perhaps most wisely regarded as a bad dream between two awakenings, and every day is a life in miniature.

The old-like children-talk to themselves, for they have reached that hopeless wisdom of experience which knows that though one were to cry it in the streets to multitudes, or whisper it in the kiss to one’s beloved, the only ears that can ever hear one’s secrets are one’s own!

For de little stealin’ dey gits you in jail soon or late. For de big stealin’ dey makes you Emperor and puts you in de Hall o’ Fame when you croaks.

The action of the play takes place on an island in the West Indies as not yet self-determined by White Mariners. The form of native government is, for the time being, an Empire.