Michele Placido  "Il mio progetto di teatro"


 "Il teatro e' come una chiesa: serve rispetto e devozione"

 

 

Our revels now are ended. These our actors,

As I foretold you, were all spirits, and

Are melted into air, into thin air:

And like the baseless fabric of this vision,

The cloud-capp’d tow’rs, the gorgeous palaces,

The solemn temples, the great globe itself,

Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve,

And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,

Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff

As dreams are made on; and our little life

Is rounded with a sleep.

 

                                                W. Shakespeare, The Tempest

 

 

 

 

                                               

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