Unfortunately, moral beauty in art - like physical beauty in a person - is extremely perishable.
Dance in the most perishable of the arts. Ballets are forgotten, ballerinas retire, choreographers die--and what remains of that glorious production which so excited us a decade ago, a year ago, or even last night?
Storage problems make neon signs the most ephemeral of commercial arts.
Acting is like painting pictures on bathroom tissues. Ten minutes later you throw them away and they are gone.
The kind of improv that I'm particularly addicted to is the kind that... aims at creating a momentary, fragmentary experience that has a totality to it. It's kind of like fireworks. It's the more ephemeral of art forms - once it's gone, it's gone, baby.
Nature alone is antique, and the oldest art a mushroom.
Thou fool! Nature alone is antique, and the oldest art a mushroom; that idle crag thou sittest on is six thousand years of age.
And I think a painting has such a limited life anyway.
To many people, dramatic criticism must seem like an attempt to tattoo soap bubbles.
We perform the show for the people that are in the room and then that performance is theirs forever and ever.
That's how all theater should be done - you only have one chance to see it and then it's gone. One night only.
