I've had my fill of these city guttersnipes--all that scavenging scum! They're the sort of people, who, if the gates of heaven… — Harold Pinter Copy Share Image
Watching first nights, though I've seen quite a few by now, is never any better. It's a nerve-racking experience. It's not a… — Harold Pinter Copy Share Image
The whole brunt of the media and the government is to encourage people to be highly competitive and totally selfish and uncaring… — Harold Pinter Copy Share Image
I was told that, when 'Betrayal' was being produced by one of the provincial companies in England, the two actors playing those… — Harold Pinter Copy Share Image
I don't give a damn what other people think. It's entirely their own business. I'm not writing for other people. — Harold Pinter Copy Share Image
George W. Bush is always protesting that he has the fate of the world in mind and bangs on about the 'freedom-loving… — Harold Pinter Copy Share Image
Nothing is more sterile or lamentable than the man content to live within himself. — Harold Pinter Copy Share Image
“ I know the place I know the place. It is true. Everything we do Corrects the space Between death and me And you.” — Harold Pinter Copy Share Image
“DEELEY: Myself I was a student then, juggling with my future, wondering should I bejasus saddle myself with a slip of a girl not… — Harold Pinter Copy Share Image
I've never been able to understand what they mean by 'Pinteresque,'. I'm sure it's indefinable. — Harold Pinter Copy Share Image
A character on stage who can present no convincing argument or information as to his past experience, his present behaviour or his aspirations, nor… — Harold Pinter Copy Share Image
I'll tell you what I really think about politicians. The other night I watched some politicians on television talking about Vietnam. I wanted very… — Harold Pinter Copy Share Image
Be careful how you talk about God. He's the only God we have. If you let him go he won't come back. He won't… — Harold Pinter Copy Share Image
“What sound was that? I turn away, into the shaking room. What was that sound that came in on the dark? What is this… — Harold Pinter Copy Share Image
