O, it offends me to the soul to hear a robustious periwig-pated fellow tear a passion to tatters, to very rags, to split the ears of the groundlings.

By the time an actor knows how to act any sort of part he is often too old to act any but a few.

An actor can remember his briefest notice well into senescence and long after he has forgotten his phone number and where he lives.

Players, Sir! I look on them as no better than creatures set upon tables and joint stools to make faces and produce laughter, like dancing dogs.

One of the grave dangers inherent in the various stages of any theatrical career-whether it be budding, quiescent or diminishing-is the advice of friends.

The movie actor, like the sacred king of primitive tribes, is a god in captivity.

What is it in the actor, the stage, that casts so powerful a spell on the young imagination?

For an actress to be a success she must have the face of Venus, the brains of Minerva, the grace of Terpsichore, the memory of Macaulay, the figure of Juno, and the hide of a rhinoceros.