A stage space has two rules: (1) Anything can happen and (2) Something must happen.

I can take any empty space and call it a bare stage. A man walks across this empty space, whilst someone else is watching him, and this is all that is needed for an act of theatre to be engaged.

Drama is exposure; it is confrontation; it is contradiction and it leads to analysis, construction, recognition and eventually to an awakening of understanding.

It takes a long while for a director to cease thinking in terms of the result he desires and instead concentrate on discovering the source of energy in the actor from which true impulses arise.

The work of rehearsal is looking for meaning and then making it meaningful.

The work of a director can be summed up in two very simple words. Why and How.

Nothing in theatre has any meaning before or after. Meaning is now.

A word does not start as a word – it is an end product which begins as an impulse, stimulated by attitude and behaviour which dictates the need for expression.

The closeness of reality and the distance of myth, because if there is no distance you aren't amazed, and if there is no closeness you aren't moved.

In the theatre, every form once born is mortal; every form must be reconceived, and its new conception will bear the marks of all the influences that surround it.

I can take any empty space and call it a bare stage.

Every hidden cell is throbbing with music and life, every fiber thrilling like harp strings.

When everything goes right a mobile is a piece of poetry that dances with the joy of life and surprise!

The Animals of the planet are in desperate peril and they are fully aware of this. No less than human beings are doing in all parts of the world, they are seeking sanctuary.

My first real girlfriend broke up with me because she was married already.

All news is an exaggeration of life.

I couldn’t have asked for more than God in deliberate grace has surprised me with!

I don't really believe in the type of pressure that people are wanting to put on the type of music that I make.

One of the failures of cellular communication is that tiredness often comes across as sadness.

Graze on my lips; and if those hills be dry, stray lower, where the pleasant fountains lie.

My rule of life prescribed as an absolutely sacred rite smoking cigars.