It's when I am fully conscious that I ask questions.
A civil servant doesn't make jokes.
Why was I born, if it wasn't forever?
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.
You've always made the mistake of being yourself.
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.