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“Family is just accident, Jessie. It's nothing personal, hon. They don't mean to get on your nerves. They don't even mean to be your family, they just are.”

Quote by Marsha Norman

Work

'Night, Mother

This novel delves into the complex dynamics between a mother and her daughter, culminating in a harrowing and unforgettable event. The narrative explores themes of family, mental health, and the consequences of extreme actions. more

Author

Marsha Norman
Marsha Norman

Marsha Norman, born on September 21, 1947, is an accomplished American playwright known for her profound human and social themes. Her most famous work is 'Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?', which won her the Pulitzer Prize for Drama. Her works include 'Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?' and 'A Delicate Balance', among others, with 'Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf?' earning her the prestigious Pulitzer Prize for Drama. 'A Delicate Balance' is a story about women during the American Civil War and has also received widespread acclaim. Norman's works have had a profound impact on contemporary theater, revealing the complexity of human nature and the diversity of society through her unique perspective and insightful observations. more

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