O’Neill NPC Day 1

The resident playwrights just got a tour of the Monte Cristo cottages, O’Neill’s former childhood home. Some pertinent details: 1) he liked fog, 2) all his sons killed themselves eventually, 3) he got 4 Pulitzers and 1 Nobel. Trade-off?

I looked really hard for a picture of him smiling. This is the closest I got:

Walt Whitman

“…Dismiss whatever insults your own soul, and your very flesh shall be a great poem and have the richest fluency not only in its words but in the silent lines of its lips and face and between the lashes of your eyes and in every motion and joint of your body…”