Edward Albee

"In the outskirts of Dubuque, on the farm, when I was growing up - back there, back then - I learned, with all the pigs and chickens and the endless sameness everywhere you looked, or thought, back there I learned - though I doubt I knew I was learning it - that all the values were relative save one..."Who am I?" All the rest is semantics - liberty, dignity, possession. There's only one that matters: "Who am I?"

- Edward Albee, "The Lady from Dubuque"