Why? Will no man ever do something without a why? Just like that? For the hell of it?
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“Even if you walk exactly the same route each time - as with a sonnet - the events along the route cannot be imagined to be the same from day to day, as the poet's health, sight, his anticipations, moods, fears, thoughts cannot be the same.”
“But I think the children of actors share a certain pragmatic approach. One is denied some of that 'running away with the circus' element of being an actor.”