From this one point wells our emotion, and our emotion again concentrates our senses on this one point.

It is as if this one hand were during this pulse beat of events the whole scene, and everything else had faded away.

On the stage this is impossible; there nothing can really fade away.

That dramatic hand must remain, after all, only the ten thousandth part of the space of the whole stage; it must remain a little detail.

The whole body of the hero and the other men and the whole room and every indifferent chair and table in it must go on obtruding themselves on our senses.