The Truth, The Absolute Truth, Is That

Slow Down? Rest? With All Eternity Before Me?

I Have Often Been Asked Why I Am So Fond Of Playing Male Parts. As A Matter Of Fact, It Is Not Male Parts, But Male Brains That I Prefer.

The Theatre Is The Involuntary Reflex Of The Ideas Of The Crowd.

New Ideas Come Into This World Somewhat Like Falling Meteors, With A Flash And An Explosion, And Perhaps Somebody's Castle-roof Perforated.

He Who Is Incapable Of Feeling Strong Passions, Of Being Shaken By Anger, Of Living In Every Sense Of The Word, Will Never Be A Good Actor.