...something human is working all by itself, sprung free of the original context, perhaps even purified of any of its author’s preoccupation at the time of writing.
And yet one knows that, while this purely human spectacle is the ultimate fruit of any work, one will, nevertheless, sit down to write again at a particular hour pressed by the unique weight of a particular day, addressing that day and that hour whose consequences will not even appear to the audience a year or two hence, to say nothing of a decade or in another country. It is the kind of lesson one must remember and forget at the same time.
—Arthur Miller, “What Makes Plays Endure?”
The Theater Essays of Arthur Miller
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