Feydeau's One Rule Of Playwriting: Character A:

Oh God, I'd Just Hate It If A Certain Dramaturg Got A Hold Of A Pinter Play, For Example, Which Are All Mystery And All Music. That's How The Life Get's Sucked Out Of Plays.

What We're Dealt With Hopefully Is Two Arms, Two Eyes, Two Legs, A Head, A Heart. The Variations, The Extensions, The Possibilities Of The Human Body, What That Can Do

Feydeau's One Rule Of Playwriting: Character A: My Life Is Perfect As Long As I Don't See Character B. Knock Knock. Enter Character B.

Ballet Is Always About The Realm Of Possibilities, The Realm Of What The Human Body Can Do, What The Human Spirit Can Do. And It's About Listening, It's About Listening To Remarkable Music And How We Respond To That.

And It Is Always Easter Sunday At The New York City Ballet. It Is Always Coming Back To Life. Not Even Coming Back To Life - It Lives In The Constant Present.