Life Consists Of Burning Up Questions.

We Must Believe In A Sense Of Life Renewed By The Theater, A Sense Of Life In Which Man Fearlessly Makes Himself Master Of What Does Not Yet Exist, And Brings It Into Being. And Everything That Has Not Been Born Can Still Be Brought To Life If We Are Not Satisfied To Remain Mere Recording Organisms.

Without Sarcasm I Sink Into Chaos.

The Actor Is Merely A Crude Empiricist, A Practitioner Guided By Vague Instinct.

I Am Adding Another Language To The Spoken Language, And I Am Trying To Restore To The Language Of Speech Its Old Magic, Its Essential Spellbinding Power, For Its Mysterious Possibilities Have Been Forgotten.

In Our Present State Of Degeneration It Is Through The Skin That Metaphysics Must Be Made To Re-enter Our Minds.