You Can't Write Poems About Trees When

You Have To Attack Once The Truth Is Too Weak To Defend Itself.

If You Join The Rat Race — You're In The Race Of Rats.

It Is Not Enough To Demand Insight And Informative Images Of Reality From The Theater. Our Theater Must Stimulate A Desire For Understanding, A Delight In Changing Reality.

If Art Reflects Life, It Does So With Special Mirrors.

Love Is Also Like A Coconut Which Is Good While It Is Fresh, But You Have To Spit It Out When The Juice Is Gone, What's Left Tastes Bitter.