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David Henry Hwang (simplified Chinese: 黄哲伦; traditional Chinese: 黃哲倫; pinyin: Huáng Zhélún; born August 11, 1957) is an American playwright, librettist, screenwriter, and theater professor.

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Yes, I am one of those people who feels that most of my work is adaptation of one sort or another. For me, it's a way to jump-start the engine. For example, some people use the technique of basing a character on a friend. They start writing with his or her voice, then at a certain point, the character takes off on his or her own. It probably no longer resembles the model, but it helped the author to get going. I find that's true of form, too. For every play I've written, I know what play I was trying to imitate. That helps me get going.

Character, Technique, Use, Voice, Writing

Tonight, I've finally learned to tell fantasy from reality. And, knowing the difference, I choose fantasy.

Difference, Differences, Knowing, Reality, Tonight

Chinese culture in general is not very religious. Confucianism is more a code of ethics than a religion, and ancestor worship is a way for parents to control you even after theyre dead.

Chinese, Confucianism, Ethics, Parent, Parents, Religious

Time flies when you’re being stupid.

Being Stupid, Flies, Stupid, Time, Time Flies

I've never quite understood the idea of a "season. " Whenever an artistic director says to me, 'I have this slot,' I always start to feel we're parking cars or something.

Car, Ideas, Says, Slot, Theatre, Whenever

The West believes the East, deep down, wants to be dominated, because a woman can’t think for herself

Believe, Believes, Dominated, East, Think, Thinking

Sometimes I hate you, sometimes I hate myself, but always I miss you

Hate, Miss, Missing, Sometimes

This is the ultimate cruelty, isn't it? That I can talk and talk and to anyone listening, it's only air--too rich a diet to be swallowed by a mundane world.

Air, Listening, Mundane, Rich, Ultimate, World

Ive studied Chinese in college, but basically, Im not bilingual.

Basically, Bilingual, Chinese, College, Studied

I'm happy. Which often looks like crazy.

Crazy, Happy, Like, Looks

Now I see -- we are always most revolted by the things hidden within us.

Hidden, Revolted, See, Things

Originally the structure was. . . a modern narrator who would appear intermittently and talk about his memories of his grandmother, which would then be juxtaposed against scenes from the past. But the stories from the past were always more interesting that the things in the present. I find this almost endemic to modern plays that veer between past and present. . . . So as we've gone on developing GOLDEN CHILD, the scenes from the past have become more dominant, and all that remains of the present are these two little bookends that frame the action.

Against, Children, Grandmother, Juxtaposed, Memories, Modern

There's a reason why the form was originally silent

Originally, Reason, Reason Why, Silent

I knew I was Chinese, but growing up, it never occurred to me that that had any particular implication or that it should differentiate me in any way. I thought it was a minor detail, like having red hair.

Chinese, Growing Up, Hair, Like, Minor, Thought

I felt pretty good growing up. I didnt feel a lot of prejudice or racism. But I do remember, if there was going to be a movie or a television show with Asian characters, I would go out of my way to avoid them, because they portrayed all Asians as either ridiculously good or ridiculously bad; you know, the whole Charlie Chan-Fu Manchu thing.

Character, Good, Growing Up, Portrayed, Racism, Show

Death with honor is better than life. . . life with dishonor.

Death, Dishonor, Honor, Life

Consider it this way: what would you say if a blond homecoming queen fell in love with a short Japanese businessman? He treats her cruelly, then goes home for three years, during which time she prays to his picture and turns down marriage from a young Kennedy. Then, when she learns he has remarried, she kills herself. Now I believe you should consider this girl to be a deranged idiot, correct? But because it's an Oriental who kills herself for a Westerner–ah!–you find it beautiful.

Beautiful, Girl, Queens, Love, Marriage

To me to write well is to battle stereotypes. To write well is to create three-dimensional characters that seem human.

Battle, Character, Create, Stereotypes, Writing

I define the American dream as the ability to imagine a way that you want your life to turn out, and have a reasonable hope that you can achieve that.

Dream, Want, Way, Reasonable, Turn

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