God Is Dead. Marx Is Dead. And

It's When I Am Fully Conscious That I Ask Questions.

Theatre Is Simply What Cannot Be Expressed By Any Other Means; A Complexity Of Words, Movements, Gestures That Convey A Vision Of The World Inexpressible In Any Other Way.

It Isn't What People Think That Is Important, But The Reason They Think What They Think.

When Silence Confronts Us, The Question To Which There Is No Answer Rings Out In The Silence. That Ultimate "why," That Great "why" Is Like A Light That Blots Out Everything, But A Blinding Light; Nothing More Can Be Made Out.

I Started Writing For The Theatre Because I Hated It.