Legend Remains Victorious In Spite Of History.

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.

What Matters Poverty? What Matters Anything To Him Who Is Enamoured Of Our Art? Does He Not Carry In Himself Every Joy And Every Beauty?

The Actor Is Too Prone To Exaggerate His Powers; He Wants To Play Hamlet When His Appearance Is More Suitable To King Lear.

... Actors Of The First Water Are Not More Plentiful Than Playwrights Of Genius.

A Defective Voice Will Always Preclude An Artist From Achieving The Complete Development Of His Art, However Intelligent He May Be.... The Voice Is An Instrument Which The Artist Must Learn To Use With Suppleness And Sureness, As If It Were A Limb.