I'm now reading "Orpheus Descending" for tomorrow's class. It's a pretty cool play.

"Why, there's couples that loathe and despise the sight, smell, and sound of each other before that round-trip honeymoon ticket is punched at both ends!"

"I went up to the bar where you were standing and touched your jacket and said, 'What stuff is this made of?' and when you said it was snakeskin, I said, 'I wish you'd told me before I touched it.' And you said something not nice. You said, 'Maybe that will learn you to hold back your hands.' I was drunk by that time which was after midnight. Do you remember what I said to you? I said, 'What on earth can you do on this earth but catch at whatever comes near you, with both your hands, until your fingers are broken?"