Author of quotes: Vladimir Nemirovich-Danchenko

You loved him with all my heart.
You're all the happiness he gave.
Like a flower fragrant in the spring
For him blossomed.
He didn't think about how much flour
How much grief in the soul of you,
And, naskuchit thee, of separation
He was looking for, never loving.

I have said many times that you can build a gorgeous, beautiful building, perfect to illuminate and to heat, to gather an orchestra, artists, assign a magnificent administrator, Director, and still the movement. Only the building will be well served. But will come to the square three actors, lay it on the ground Mat and begin to play - and the theatre is already there.