With Drooping Shoulders The Majority Sit Hunched,

What Happens To The Hole When The Cheese Is Gone?

We Need A Type Of Theatre Which Not Only Releases The Feelings, Insights And Impulses Possible Within The Particular Historical Field Of Human Relations In Which The Action Takes Place, But Employs And Encourages Those Thoughts And Feelings Which Help Transform The Field Itself.

People Are Too Durable, That's Their Main Trouble. They Can Do Too Much To Themselves, They Last Too Long.

For The Task Assigned Them Men Aren't Smart Enough Or Sly Any Rogue Can Blind Them With A Clever Lie.

Firebugs Dragging Their Gasoline Bottles Are Approaching The Academy Of Arts, With A Grin. And So, Instead Of Embracing Them, Let Us Demand The Freedom Of The Elbow To Knock The Bottles Out Of Their Filthy Hands. Even The Most Blockheaded Bureaucrat, Provided He Loves Peace, Is A Greater Lover Of The Arts Than Any So-called Art-lover Who Loves The Arts Of War.