Here I am ending studies that have preoccupied me for fifty years. But in the theatre of history, there is never really an ending. There is only an exit-line that begins another conversation. I am not inclined to make that exit-line a manifesto, though. There is much too much certainty in a manifesto, and not a little aggression. I would much prefer my exit-line to be dialogic. Dialogue is not just an exchange of ideas. It is also an exchange of the gift of self. There is always the self-denial that listening demands in dialogue. Who was it that wrote that the letters of the word ‘listen’ are also the letters of the word ‘silent’? Any manifesto of mine would be in part silent.