Quotes from Tennessee Williams

Stop badgering this unfortunate little woman! Is there no mercy left in the world anymore? What has become of compassion and understanding? Where have they all gone to? Where's God? Where's Christ?

Cu toÅ£ii suntem cobai în laboratorul lui Dumnezeu. Umanitatea nu-i decât o invenÅ£ie aflat? în plin? formare.

Y'know how indifferent I am to money. I think of money in terms of what it does for you.

I was not aware of how much vital energy had gone into this struggle until the struggle was removed.

Everyone should know nowadays the unimportance of the photographic art: that truth, life, or reality is an organic thing which the poetic imagination can represent or suggest, in essence, only through transformation, through changing into other forms than those which were merely present in appearance.

Oh, you can't describe someone you're in love with! Here is a picture of him!

BRICK: Well, they say nature hates a vacuum, Big Daddy. BIG DADDY: That's what they say, but sometimes I think that a vacuum is a hell of a lot better than some of the stuff that nature replaces it with.

Whoever you are—I have always depended on the kindness of strangers.

I once caught him in the act of revising a short story that had just been published. "Why," I asked, "rewrite what's already in print?" He looked at me, vaguely; then said, "Well, obviously it's not finished.

Sorrow makes for sincerity, I think... The little there is belongs to people who have experienced some sorrow.

Humanity is just a work in progress.

I think you have a great capacity for devotion

Timpul nu stirbeste prieteniile adevarate, si nici departarea.

And then the searchlight which had been turned on the world was turned off again, and never for one moment since has there been any light that's stronger than this-kitchen-candle...

I want what I'm afraid of and I'm afraid of what I want so that I'm like a storm inside that can't break loose!

Trenul cu lapte nu mai opreste aici.

How about these birthday congratulations, these many, many happy returns of the day, when ev'rybody but you knows there won't be any!

We share a very strong series of unions with women. Women accepted us, even if they failed to understand us. This is a great gift, a firm hand as you're falling. And so we have about us a confidence and a sweetness when we are with women that we probably only have when we are writing, and words, like women, have always responded to us, moved us, stuck around.

In some ways I'm no better than the others, in some ways I'm worse because I'm less alive. Maybe it's being alive that makes them lie, and being almost not alive makes me sort of accidentally truthful - I don't know but - anyway - we've been friends... - And being friends is telling each other the truth...

BLANCHE: You see I still have that awful vanity about my looks even now that my looks are slipping!

We go like flies when we come to the end of the summer . . . And who is going to prevent it?

Her delicate beauty must avoid a strong light. There is something about her uncertain manner, as well as her white clothes, that suggests a moth

Oh, I hope candles are going to glow in his life

My baby don' care fo' rings or other expensive things— My baby just cares—fo'—me!