Most British playwrights of my generation, as well as younger folks, apparently feel somewhat obliged to Russian literature - and not only those writing for theatres. Russian literature is part of the basic background knowledge for any writer. So there is nothing exceptional in the interest I had towards Russian literature and theatre. Frankly, I couldn't image what a culture would be like without sympathy towards Russian literature and Russia, whether we'd be talking about drama or Djagilev.

No problem is insoluble, given a big enough plastic bag.

Happiness is equilibrium. Shift your weight.

If the audience is made to do not enough work, they resent it without knowing it. Too much and they get lost. There's a perfect pace to be found. And a perfect place that is different for every line of the play.

Atheism is a crutch for those who cannot bear the reality of God.

Give us this day our daily mask.

I doubt that art needed Ruskin any more than a moving train needs one of its passengers to shove it.