Wendy Wasserstein
Wendy Wasserstein
Wendy Wassersteinwas an American playwright. She was an Andrew Dickson White Professor-at-Large at Cornell University. She received the Tony Award for Best Play and the Pulitzer Prize for Drama in 1989 for her play The Heidi Chronicles...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPlaywright
Date of Birth18 October 1950
CountryUnited States of America
graduation encouraging dream
Don't live down to expectations. Go out there and do something remarkable.
signatures tenacity continuity
The signature of a truly enviable woman is the tenacity and continuity of her women friends.
husband years opposites
The marriages come and go but your friendships stay, which is the opposite of what it used to be, so that there will be people in our lives for 30 years and often it is not your husband, it's your women friends, male friends with whom you come of age.
food eye loss
As I ramble through life, whatever be my goal, I will unfortunately always keep my eye upon the doughnut and not upon the whole.
happiness self color
The trick. . .is to find the balance between the bright colors of humor and the serious issues of identity, self-loathing, and the possibility for intimacy and love when it seems no longer possible or, sadder yet, no longer necessary.
sloth movement world
Sloth is the fastest-growing lifestyle movement in the world, and that's because it is completely doable. If you embrace sloth, it's the last thing you'll ever have to do again.
live-life lucky
to live life as a writer is a very lucky thing.
humor thinking desire
Personally I don't spend much time thinking about being funny. For me it's always been just a way to get by, a way to be likable yet to remain removed. When I speak up, it's not because I have any particular answers; rather, I have a desire to puncture the pretentiousness of those who seem so certain they do.
humor sadness way
being funny is a way of being liked and a way of dealing with sadness.
work way ambiguous
Work is a way of shutting out ambiguous sentiment.
teenager hate technology
The thing I longed for as a teenager is now an object of neglect and scorn. I've grown to hate my telephone.
respect bags paper
Sometimes I want to clean up my desk and go out and say, respect me, I'm a respectable grown-up, and other times I just want to jump into a paper bag and shake and bake myself to death.