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"A neurotic is a man who builds a castle in the air. A psychotic is the man who lives in it. A psychiatrist is the man who collects the rent." ― Jerome Lawrence
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"A neurotic is a man who builds a castle in the air. A psychotic is the man who lives in it. A psychiatrist is the man who collects the rent." ― Jerome Lawrence
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Our textbook is Heywood’s Meadow….In this single pasture, there are 300 distinct and separate varieties of grass; I know; I have catalogued them myself. You look down and say, ‘That’s grass. Grass is grass.’ Ridiculous. You have missed the splendid variety of the show. There’s camel grass, candy grass, cow-quake, mouse-barley, fox-tail, London lace, devil’s knitting needle, feather-top, buffalo grass, timothy, and barnyard grass…
The Night Thoreau Spent in Jail by Robert E. Lee and Jerome Lawrence
Inherit the Wind(1960)
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Life is a banquet, and most poor sons-of-bitches are starving to death. Live!
Jerome Lawrence (born on this day in 1915)
Act 03 - 01 - Rachel
From: Inherit The Wind, by Jerome Lawrence and Robert E. Lee
Genre: Dramedy
Topic: Ideas, religion, evolution
Character: Female
Mr. Drummond, I hope I haven’t said anything to offend you. You see, I haven’t really thought very much. I was always afraid of what I might think – so it seemed safer not to think at all. But now I know. A thought is like a child inside out body. It has to be born. If it dies inside you, part of you dies, too! (Pointing to the book) Maybe what Mr. Darwin wrote is bad. I don’t know. Bad or good, it doesn’t make any difference. The ideas have to come out – like children. Some of ‘em healthy as a bean plant, some sickly. I think the sickly ideas die mostly, don’t you, Bert?
Maureen McGovern sings I Don’t Want to Know from a soundboard of Dear World [Salt Lake City, July 2002]
