Epochs are in accord with themselves only if the crowd comes into these radiant confessionals which is the theaters or the arenas, and as much as possible… to listen to its own confessions of cowardice and sacrifice, of hate and passion… For there is no theater which is not prophecy. Not this false divination which gives names and dates, but true prophecy, that which reveals to men these surprising truths: that the living must live, that the living must die, that autumn must follow summer, spring follow winter, that there are four elements, that there is happiness, that there are innumerable miseries, that life is a reality, that it is a dream, that man lives in peace, that man lives in blood; in short those things they will never know.

Jean Giraudoux, quoted in Must we mean what we say? by Stanley Cavell


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