"Teatrul este cautarea constanta a perfectiunii, este o incercare de a descoperi armonia in mijlocul celei mai terifiante dezordini. Este putere si curaj. Cred ca acest tip de optimism e preferabil multimii celora care, cu ochii si urechile inchise, incearca sa se convinga ca totul este in regula." - L. Dodin
"Steaua va rasari din nou peste gradina ravasita Va fi asemeni picturii de apa Din izvorul viu de la-nceputul lumii Si pasarile-si vor deschide Aripile-n zbor necuprins Si va fi prima noapte-a lumii Si-n primul somn intaiul vis."
"...dar intr-o dimineata se destepta, privi (de data asta fara urma de
mirare) cetoasele obiecte care-l inconjurau si, in mod inexplicabil,
simti, asa cum recunosti o armonie ori un glas, ca toate acestea i se
mai intamplasera candva, si ca le
infruntase cu teama dar si cu bucurie, speranta si curiozitate. Atunci
se cufunda in adancurile memoriei, care-i paru de-a dreptul nesfarsita,
si izbuti sa smulga din acel hau o amintire de mult pierduta ce prinse a
straluci ca un ban nou sub ploaie, poate din pricina ca niciodata n-o
privise decat doar in strafulgerarea vreunui vis." J. L. BORGES, "Fauritorul"
"Mor sa strig cuvantul, ca si cum muntele ar fi munte, ca si cum vantul ar fi plin de aer, ca si cum albina ar avea tepi in coada ei cu tepi, ca si cum tu, dragostea mea, te-ai uita la mine cand dorm dusa, unde dusa?- dusa si atata. "
"De ce alerg, nu stiu. De ce latra dupa mine cainii, nu stiu. De ce e atat de uriasa acea statuie de piatra- pe care am vazut-o candva cu ochiul liber intr-un muzeu- nu stiu. Si de ce prefer in locul unei idei lucide patul si faptura unei idei lucide, iarasi nu stiu. Va supara ca v-am povestit un vis?"
"On day in a restaurant, outside of space and time,
I was served up love as a dish of cold tripe.
I politely told the missionary of the kitchen
That I preferred it hot,
Because tripe (and it was Oporto-style) is never eaten cold.
They got impatient with me.
You can never be right, even in a restaurant.
I didn't eat it, I ordered nothing else, I paid the bill,
And I decided to take a walk down the street.
Who knows what this might mean?
I don't know, and it happened to me . . .
(I know very well that in everyone's childhood there was a garden,
Private or public, or belonging to the neighbor.
I know very well that our playing was the owner of it
And that sadness belongs to today.)
I know this many times over
But if I asked for love, why did they bring me
Oporto-style tripe that was cold?
It is not a dish that can be eaten cold,
But they served it to me cold.
I didn't make a fuss, but it was cold.
It can never be eaten cold, but it came cold."
F. PESSOA
"I'd like to be able to like liking.
Just a second . . . Grab me a cigarette
From the pack lying on the top of the nightstand.
Go on . . . you were saying
That in the development of metaphysics
From Kant to Hagel
Something was lost.
I agree entirely.
I really was listening. Nondum amabam et amare amabam - St Augustine.
What odd associations of ideas we sometimes have!
I'm tired of thinking about feeling anything else.
Thanks. Excuse me while I light up. Go on. Hagel . . ."
"I sleep. If I dream, I do not know on waking What it was I dreamt. I sleep. If I do not dream, I waken In an open space I do not recognize, because I woke To what I still don't know. What is best is neither dreaming nor not dreaming And never waking."
"Live, you say, in the present;
Live only in the present.
But I don't want the present, I want reality;
I want existent things, not the time which measures things.
What is the present?
It's something relative to the past and the future.
It's something that exists by virtue of other things existing.
I only want reality, things without time present.
I don't want to include time in my scheme.
I don't want to think of things as time bound; I want to think of them as things.
I don't want to separate them from themselves, treating them as things present.
I shouldn't even treat them as real things.
I shouldn't treat them as anything.
I should see them, just see them;
See them until I can't think about them,
See them without time or space,
See, and be able to put aside all but the seeable,
This is the science of perception, which is no science at all."
