Well, upon my soul! You are not ashamed to stand there and confess yourself a disgusting drunkard.

The thought of two thousand people crunching celery at the same time horrified me.

If you leave your art, the world will beat you back to it. The world has not an ambition worth sharing, or a prize worth handling.

Perhaps the greatest social service that can be rendered by anybody to the country and to mankind is to bring up a family.

The British churchgoer prefers a severe preacher because he thinks a few home truths will do his neighbors no harm.

Why, except as a means of livelihood, a man should desire to act on the stage when he has the whole world to act in, is not clear to me.

We all go about longing for love: it is the first need of our natures, the loudest cry of our hearts.