Precepts, conventions - above all traditions - have no value in art.
I use everything that I pick up in my memory, and everything that vibrates in my soul.
To save the Theatre, the Theatre must be destroyed, and actors and actresses all die of the Plague ... they make art impossible.
The weaker partner in a marriage is the one who loves the most.
Anyone who presumes to teach art has no understanding of it.
... does it seem to you that it is possible to speak of Art? It would be the same as explaining love!