There Are Prophets, There Are Guides, And

I Am Ready To Disclaim My Opinion, Even Of Yesterday, Even Of 10 Minutes Ago, Because All Opinions Are Relative. One Lives In A Field Of Influences, One Is Influenced By Everyone One Meets, Everything Is An Exchange Of Influences, All Opinions Are Derivative. Once You Deal A New Deck Of Cards, You've Got A New Deck Of Cards.

There Are Prophets, There Are Guides, And There Are Argumentative People With Theories, And One Must Be Careful To Discriminate Between Them.

In The Theatre, Every Form Once Born Is Mortal; Every Form Must Be Reconceived, And Its New Conception Will Bear The Marks Of All The Influences That Surround It.

Now What Is Earth, What Are You Rubbing In Directing?

Theatres, Actors, Critics And Public Are Interlocked In A Machine That Creaks But Never Stops. There Is Always A New Season In Hand And We Are To Busy To Ask The Only Vital Question Which Measures The Whole Structure. Why Theatre At All? What For? Is It An Anachronism, A Superannuated Oddity? Surviving Like An Old Monument Or A Quaint Custom? Why Do We Applaud And What? Has The Stage A Real Place In Our Lives? What Function Can It Have? What Could It Serve? What Could It Explore? What Are Its Special Properties?