Auschwitz Is A Place In Which Tragedy

Art Is The Close Scrutiny Of Reality And Therefore I Put On The Stage Only Those Things That I Know Happen In Our Society.

We May Seem Competent, But By The End Of Next Century There Will Be New Deserts, New Ruins.

We Are Still Living In The Aftershock Of Hiroshima, People Are Still The Scars Of History.

Our Lives Are Awkward And Fragile And We Have Only One Thing To Keep Us Sane: Pity, And The Man Without Pity Is Mad.

All You Now Do Is Pursue Your Private Objectives Within Society. Instead Of Us Being A Community, Everybody Is Asked To Seek Their Own Personal Ends. It's Called Competition. And Competition Is Antagonism.