“This is the Theatre, this strange agglomeration of amphitheaters, chancels, platforms, wagons, innyards, bear-pits, tennis courts, royal ballrooms, picture frames. It has flourished by sunlight and candlelight. It has danced and strutted and sat still. It has worshipped the gods, railed at convention, and fouled its mouth with indecencies. This Dionysus has died a dozen deaths and won a dozen rebirths. If some Martian were to see a performance in Athens or in Bankside placed beside a performance in the Belasco Theatre, would he guess for a moment that he had looked upon the same institution, the same instinctive expression of godhead?...Should we then have imagined that because we had pulled down the fourth wall and called it a curtain, this theatre of ours was set forever?” – Kenneth Macgowan (theatre critic and film producer) in The Theatre of Tomorrow, 1921