Intimate voices is a personal, yet collective, play
deep from the inside, a short sonata on the
authors’ dissonant and harmonic intimate
voices.

’I’m longing to be Popeye so I’m having spinach,
and all the children eat spinach.
We have got solemn right for nonsense.
To err and to laugh is human.
Laughing at death and dying of laughter.’

(Roland Topor)