I do not need drugs to be a genius, do not take a genius to be human, but I need your smile to be happy.
My character of the Tramp, the millions of workers symbolized in that one figure.
One murder makes a villain; millions, a hero.
This is a ruthless world and one must be ruthless to cope with it.
Man as an individual is a genius. But men in the mass form the headless monster, a great, brutish idiot that goes where prodded.
A tramp, a gentleman, a poet, a dreamer, a lonely fellow, always hopeful of romance and adventure.