I'm a very boring person.
An artist is the magician put among men to gratify - capriciously - their urge for immortality.
Any revival in which I am involved is liable to change.
I'm attracted to the past.
I would join Sisyphus in Hades and gladly push my boulder up the slope if only, each time it rolled back down, I were given a line of Aeschylus.
You think human nature is a beast, that it must be put in a cage. But it's the cage that makes the animal bad.