This site is dedicated to the memory of Dr. Alan William Smolowe who gave birth to the creation of this database.
The old man looks death in the eye, the young man keeps him behind his back.
Eugene O'Neill, fully Eugene Gladstone O'Neill
I knew it. I knew it. Born in a hotel room - and God damn it - died in a hotel room.
Means | Mind | Psychology | Will |
In forming a habit of communicating to one another this fort of ideas by actions, mankind accustomed themselves to determine them; and from that time they began to find a greater ease in connecting them with other signs.
I wish him well. Now he can continue to pursue his dream of excellence in education.
Eugene O'Neill, fully Eugene Gladstone O'Neill
It wasn't the fog I minded, Cathleen. I really love fog. It hides you from the world and the world from you. You feel that everything has changed, and nothing is what it seemed to be. No one can find or touch you anymore. ItÂ’s the foghorn I hate. It won't let you alone. It keeps reminding you, and warning you, and calling you back.
Eugene O'Neill, fully Eugene Gladstone O'Neill
I am so far from being a pessimist... on the contrary, in spite of my scars, I am tickled to death at life.