I hate the sight of blood, but it's in my veins.

A tramp, a gentleman, a poet, a dreamer, a lonely fellow, always hopeful of romance and adventure.

Despair is a narcotic. It lulls the mind into indifference.

I had no idea of the character. But the moment I was dressed, the clothes and the make-up made me feel the person he was. I began to know him, and by the time I walked onto the stage he was fully born.

In the work of the greatest geniuses, humble beginnings will reveal themselves somewhere, but one cannot trace the slightest sign of them in Shakespeare ... I am not concerned with who wrote the works of Shakespeare ... but I can hardly think it was the Stratford boy. Whoever wrote them had an aristocratic attitude.

Your Pain May Give Laugh To Somebody But Your Laugh Shouldn't Give Pain To Anybody

Laughter is the tonic, the relief, the surcease for pain.