He is a figure of power and poignance, horror and mystery. He dwells in the fetid cellar of the subconscious; from those depths rises the music of passions we hardly dare attend. He is the Id aching for the Ideal, loathsomeness wanting to be loved, unknown fear reaching up to touch or break our hearts. He is every teacher who fell in love with a beautiful student, every middle-aged man who has a star-struck boy's swoony soul. He is kin to Pygmalion, Cyrano, Quasimodo, Dracula, the Elephant Man and King Kong -- artists isolated in their genius, Beasts pining for Beauty.
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