In my head there is a whole army of people asking to be let out and waiting for the word of command.

One must be a god to be able to tell successes from failures without making a mistake.

Art, especially the stage, is an area where it is impossible to walk without stumbling.

The time's come: there's a terrific thunder-cloud advancing upon us, a mighty storm is coming to freshen us up....It's going to blow away all this idleness and indifference, and prejudice against work....I'm going to work, and in twenty-five or thirty years' time every man and woman will be working.

I agree that one can't dispense with the reins and the whip altogether, for knaves find their way even into literature, but no thinking will discover a better police for literature than the critics and the author's own conscience.

I have no will of my own. Never did. Limp and lily-livered, I always obey - is it possible that's attractive to women?

I promise to be a splendid husband, but give me a wife who, like the moon, won't in my sky every day...