My Heart's in the Highlands: A Play

My Heart's in the Highlands: A Play

My Heart's in the Highlands: A Play

My Heart's in the Highlands: A Play

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The theatre is and always has been a place visited by more or less normal people who, by the grace of God, are out of pain and in a mood to compare their experience in living with the experience of others--with the experience of the people who appear in a play or with the experience of the man who wrote the play. Or both. Or with the experience of the people in the theatre, from their response to the play.

There are many reasons for a man to go to a theatre and see a play. One man goes to escape dying of boredom. Another goes in order to escape being eager, personally, about all things. To relax and rest and watch others being eager. One man goes to dream. Another goes to be awakened. Another goes because there isn't anything else to do at the time, and many years ahead. Still another goes because it's a social affair--a good chance to put on the fancy clothes and feel fine.

I go to the theatre to see still another variation of the world. To see another dimension of human reality. If what I see is false, it's no matter to me, because I know it's false. If it's true, fine: I'm delighted. Art comes from the world, belongs to it, can never escape from it. The world is interesting to me. Therefore the theatre is interesting to me. I may not like a play, but it can't bore me. This is so because I am a writer.

I know there are others who can take the theatre this way.

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