The True Theater, Because It Moves And

Those Who Live, Live Off The Dead.

I Cannot Conceive Any Work Of Art As Having A Separate Existence From Life Itself

We Do Not Die Because We Have To Die; We Die Because One Day, And Not So Long Ago, Our Consciousness Was Forced To Deem It Necessary.

You Are Quite Unnecessary, Young Man!

So Society Has Strangled In Its Asylums All Those It Wanted To Get Rid Of Or Protect Itself From, Because They Refused To Become Its Accomplices In Certain Great Nastinesses.