You said they had found the secret of happiness because they had never heard that love can be a sin. — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
“Then in the spring something happened to me. Yes, I remember. I fell in love with James Tyrone and was so happy… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
A game of secret, cunning stratagems, in which only the fools who are fated to lose reveal their true aims or motives… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
When you're 50 you start thinking about things you haven't thought about before. I used to think getting old was about vanity… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
Why am I afraid to dance, I who love music and rhythm and grace and song and laughter? Why am I afraid… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
Dogs...do not ruin their sleep worrying about how to keep the objects they have, and to obtain the objects they have not.… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
“LAVINIA: He made me feel for the first time in my life that everything about love could be sweet and natural... I… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
It was a great mistake, my being born a man, I would have been much more successful as a seagull or a… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
“Why am I afraid to live, I who love life and the beauty of flesh and the living colors of earth and… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
“LAVINIA: I want to feel love! Love is all beautiful! I never used to know that! I was a fool! We'll be… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
“LARRY--(with increasing bitter intensity, more as if he were fighting with himself than with Hickey) I'm afraid to live, am I?--and even… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share Image
We need above all to learn again to believe in the possibility of nobility of spirit in ourselves. — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share
“You can't be too careful about work. It's the most dangerous habit known to medical science.” — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share
“LARRY--(with increasing bitter intensity, more as if he were fighting with himself than with Hickey) I'm afraid to live, am I?--and even more afraid… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share
The child was diseased at birth, stricken with a hereditary ill that only the most vital men are able to shake off. I mean… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share
Drunken with what? With wine, with poetry, or with virtue, as you will. But be drunken. — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share
“Now I have to lie, especially to myself. But how can you understand, when I don't myself. I've never understood anything about it, except… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share
We are such things as rubbish is made of, so let's drink up and forget it. — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share
How thick the fog is. I can't see the road. All the people in the world could pass by and I would never know.… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share
I hate doctors! They'll do anything... to keep you coming to them. They'll sell their souls. What's worse, they'll sell yours, and you never… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share
Like a saint's vision of beatitude. Like the veil of things as they seem drawn back by an unseen hand. For a second you… — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share
There is no present or future-only the past, happening over and over again-now. — Eugene O'Neill Copy Share
