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When I sit alone in a theatre and gaze into the dark space of its empty stage, I’m frequently seized by fear that this time I won’t manage to penetrate it, and I always hope that this fear will never desert me. Without an unending search for the key to he secret of creativity, there is no creation. It’s necessary always to begin again. And that is beautiful.
Při zpracování požadavku došlo k neočekávané chybě