All That I Have To Offer As

First One Works Alone Through The Mind, Then Before The Public Through Experience.

Work Means So Many Things! So Many! Among Other Things, Work Also Means Freedom. ... Without It Even The Miracle Of Love Is Only A Cruel Deception.

If I Were Twenty Or Thirty Years Younger, I Would Start Afresh In This Field With The Certainty Of Accomplishing Much. But I Should Have To Learn From The Bottom Up, Forgetting The Theatre Entirely And Concentrating On The Special Medium Of This New Art. My Mistake, And That Of Many Others, Lay In Employing "theatrical" Techniques Despite Every Effort To Avoid Them. Here Is Something Quite, Quite Fresh, A Penetrating Form Of Visual Poetry, An Untried Exponent Of The Human Soul. Alas, I Am Too Old For It!

I Use Everything That I Pick Up In My Memory, And Everything That Vibrates In My Soul.

I Did Not Use Paint, I Made Myself Up Morally.