“Hot dog? Bible? Now that poses a problem! Which is hungrier-my stomach or my soul?” — Jerome Lawrence Copy Share Image
“You don't suppose this kind of thing is ever finished, do you? Tomorrow it'll be something else-and another fella will have to… — Jerome Lawrence Copy Share Image
“The man who has everything figured out is probably a fool. College examinations notwithstanding, it takes a very smart fella to say… — Jerome Lawrence Copy Share Image
When you lose the power to laugh, you lose your power to think straight. — Jerome Lawrence Copy Share
“He weighs the volume in his hand; this one has been the center of the whirlwind. Then DRUMMOND notices the Bible on the JUDGE's… — Jerome Lawrence Copy Share
Progress has never been a bargain. You have to pay for it. Sometimes I think there's a man who sits behind a counter and… — Jerome Lawrence Copy Share
All motion is relative. Maybe it's you who've moved away by standing still. — Jerome Lawrence Copy Share
“I don't swear just for the hell of it. Language is a poor enough means of communication. I think we should use all the… — Jerome Lawrence Copy Share
The whole point of writing is to have something in your gut or in your soul or in your mind that's burning to be… — Jerome Lawrence Copy Share
It's always such a joy that you wake up in the morning and there's work to do. — Jerome Lawrence Copy Share
“Why? Because I refuse to erase a man's lifetime? I tell you Brady had the same right as Cates: the right to be wrong!” — Jerome Lawrence Copy Share
The aftermath of the war is what inspired us to write many of our plays. The whole reason for our writing Inherit the Wind… — Jerome Lawrence Copy Share
“Hot dog? Bible? Now that poses a problem! Which is hungrier-my stomach or my soul?” — Jerome Lawrence Copy Share
Our only competition in the theater is boredom, because if I'm bored with a play, if I'm revolted by a play on stage, with… — Jerome Lawrence Copy Share
“A giant once lived in that body. But Matt Brady got lost. Because he was looking for God too high up and too far… — Jerome Lawrence Copy Share
