Me Pray? Never! I'm An Atheist.

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

Slow Down? Rest? With All Eternity Before Me?

If I Have A Foreign Accent—which I Much Regret—it Is Cosmopolitan, But Not Teutonic. I Am A Daughter Of The Great Jewish Race, And My Somewhat Uncultivated Language Is The Outcome Of Our Enforced Wanderings.

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.

I Have, Thanks To My Travels, Added To My Stock All The Superstitions Of Other Countries. I Know Them All Now, And In Any Critical Moment Of My Life, They All Rise Up In Armed Legions For Or Against Me.