Carols Of Gladness Ring From Every Tree.

An Actor's Life Is The Shadow Of A Cloud, The Echo Of A Sound, The Memory Of A Dream, Nothing Come Of Nothing. The Finest Actor Does Not Create, He Is But A Translator Of Another Man's Work.

The Master's Irresponsible Power Has No Such Bound.

Carols Of Gladness Ring From Every Tree.

Modesty Is A Diamond Setting To Female Beauty.

The Drama Is The Looking-glass In Which We See The Hideousness Of Vice And The Beauties Of Virtue.