The Mirror Is The Mother Dew, The

Death, Vicious Death, Leave A Green Branch For Love.

Only Mystery Allows Us To Live, Only Mystery.

The Theater Has To Impose Itself On The Public, And Not The Public On The Theater... The Word "art" Should Be Written Everywhere, In The Auditorium And In The Dressing Rooms, Before The Word "business" Gets Written There.

There Is Nothing More Poetic And Terrible Than The Skyscrapers' Battle With The Heavens That Cover Them.

My Tongue Is Pierced With Glass.