A Defective Voice Will Always Preclude An

The Artist's Personality Must Be Left In His Dressing-room; His Soul Must Be Denuded Of Its Own Sensations And Clothed With The Base Or Noble Qualities He Is Called Upon To Exhibit.... [he] Must Leave Behind Him The Cares And Vexations Of Life, Throw Aside His Personality For Several Hours, And Move In The Dream Of Another Life, Forgetting Everything.

Energy Creates Energy. It Is By Spending Myself That I Become Rich.

We Must Live For The Few Who Know And Appreciate Us, Who Judge And Absolve Us, And For Whom We Have The Same Affection And Indulgence. The Rest I Look Upon As A Mere Crowd, Lively Or Sad, Loyal Or Corrupt, From Whom There Is Nothing To Be Expected But Fleeting Emotions, Either Pleasant Or Unpleasant, Which Leave No Trace Behind Them.

The Monster Of Advertisement...is A Sort Of Octopus With Innumerable Tentacles. It Throws Out To Right And Left, In Front And Behind, Its Clammy Arms, And Gathers In, Through Its Thousand Little Suckers, All The Gossip And Slander And Praise Afloat.

Your Words Are My Food, Your Breath My Wine. You Are Everything To Me.