Oh, go, go to the theater, live and die in it if you can! .. & quot;
Do you love the theater as I love it, that is, with all the forces of your soul, with all the enthusiasm, with all the frenzy to which ardent youth, greedy and passionate for the exquisite impressions, is capable?
Or, better to say, can you dislike theater more than anything else but good and truth?
Isn’t he the solely autocratic lord of our senses, ready at all times and in all circumstances to excite and excite them, as sandstorm blows up hurricane in the boundless steppes of Arabia?
What is this, I ask you, this theater? ..
Oh, this is the true temple of art, at the entrance to which you are instantly separated from the earth, you are freed from everyday relations! ..
You live here not in your life, suffer not from your sorrows, rejoice not in your bliss, tremble not for your danger;
here your cold self disappears in the fiery ether of love ...
But is it possible to describe all the charm of the theater, all its magical power over the human soul? ..
Oh, go, go to the theater, live and die in it if you can! .. "