Who drives me forward like fate?The Myself striding on my back。
I have often been asked how my plays come about. I cannot say. Nor can I ever sum up my plays, except to say that this is what happened. That is what they said. That is what they did.
The universe is a pretty big place. If it's just us, seems like an awful waste of space.
"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all."