William Saroyan
William Saroyan
William Saroyanwas an American dramatist and author. He was awarded the Pulitzer Prize for Drama in 1940, and in 1943 won the Academy Award for Best Story for the film adaptation of his novel The Human Comedy...
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth31 August 1908
CityFresno, CA
artist movement may
Every artist is in everything he creates, and indeed if the truth is told, every person is in his life, in his work, whatever his work may be, and this is visible in his face, figure, stance, movement, and totality.
people sense-of-humor comedy
The people you like when you meet them and while you know them, and the people you remember fondly, are invariably people who have a sense of comedy, not just a sense of humor.
writing play way
You write a hit play the same way you write a flop.
mad laughing
The mad also laugh, or is that what Freud and the others discovered perhaps, that only the mad laugh?
lying philosophical trying
I always know a lie when I hear it, and the effect it has on me is no good at all. I go berserk just forcing myself not to go berserk, just trying to see truth in the lie, to see it in full context, and in a dimension in which it has got to be more than just a lie, possibly the profoundest kind of truth.
time believe forgive-me
I believe that time, with its infinite understanding, will one day forgive me.
daughter son technology
I have never received a telephone call that justified the excitement and fuss of the electronics involved. If I can't see somebody I love, for instance, such as a daughter, or a son, I would rather receive a letter.
time earth millions
I see life as one life at one time, so many millions simultaneously, all over the earth.
fear hate our-world
It is impossible not to notice that our world is tormented by failure, hate, guilt, and fear.
art art-is irresistible
Art is what is irresistible.
book consideration impression
Lionel whispered because he was under the impression that it was out of respect for books, not consideration for readers.
struggle self littles
Nobody, but nobody, is going to tell me I'm not the most. I am. I was the most when everybody else was struggling bitterly to become a little.
happens unkind
You must not be unkind, especially when it happens that you're right.
lonely two way
All of the sudden," he said, "I feel different-- not like I ever felt before. Even when Papa died I didn't feel this way. In two days everything is changed. I'm lonely and I don't now what I'm lonely for