Don't Tell Me Peace Has Broken Out.

Boy Meets Girl, So What?

Firebugs Dragging Their Gasoline Bottles Are Approaching The Academy Of Arts, With A Grin. And So, Instead Of Embracing Them, Let Us Demand The Freedom Of The Elbow To Knock The Bottles Out Of Their Filthy Hands. Even The Most Blockheaded Bureaucrat, Provided He Loves Peace, Is A Greater Lover Of The Arts Than Any So-called Art-lover Who Loves The Arts Of War.

One Can Describe The World Of Today To The People Of Today Only If One Describes It As Capable Of Alteration.

The Fanatics For Progress Often Have Too Little Appreciation Of The Existing.

We Need A Type Of Theatre Which Not Only Releases The Feelings, Insights And Impulses Possible Within The Particular Historical Field Of Human Relations In Which The Action Takes Place, But Employs And Encourages Those Thoughts And Feelings Which Help Transform The Field Itself.