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.

Mourning Becomes Electra.

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