“Oh, where is it, where did my past go, when I was young, happy and intelligent, when my dreams and thoughts had some grace, and the present and future were lit up with hope? Why is it, that when we've… — Sarah Ruhl Copy Share Image
“I hate parties. And a wedding is the biggest party of all. All the guests arrived and Orpheus is taking a shower. He's always… — Sarah Ruhl Copy Share Image
Have you ever been so melancholy, that you wanted to fit in the palm of your beloved's hand? And lie there, for fortnights, or… — Sarah Ruhl Copy Share Image
“the theater is one of the few places left in the bright and noisy world where we sit in the quiet dark together, to… — sarah ruhl Copy Share Image
I do think there's a relationship between a book and a reader that's more intimate, in many ways, than the relationship between an audience… — Sarah Ruhl Copy Share Image
“When you read a novel, it seems that everything is clear, trite and understandable. But when you yourself fall in love, you understand that… — Sarah Ruhl Copy Share Image
“When you snatch happiness in little bits, fits and starts, and lose it, like me, you become coarse, little by little, you become hateful.” — Sarah Ruhl Copy Share Image
Sitting down with younger women writers and saying, "This is what I do and you can do this" is hugely important. — Sarah Ruhl Copy Share Image
Attachment parenting is this theory that if you wear your baby around and you sleep with your baby and you breast-feed for a long… — Sarah Ruhl Copy Share Image
“Play itself is a primary process, not a luxury, not a hobby, but something all children must do to survive into adulthood.” — Sarah Ruhl Copy Share Image
“Orpheus never liked words. He had his music. He would get a funny look on his face and I would say what are you thinking about and he would always be thinking about music. If we were in a restaurant sometimes Orpheus would look sullen and wouldn't talk to me and I thought people felt sorry for me. I should… — sarah ruhl Copy Share
“What silly little things sometimes take on meaning in life, suddenly, out of nowhere. And you know they're little nothings, and you laugh at… — Sarah Ruhl Copy Share Image
