Love is the emotion that a woman feels always for a poodle dog and sometimes for a man.

Criticism is the windows and chandeliers of art: it illuminates the enveloping darkness in which art might otherwise rest only vaguely discernible, and perhaps altogether unseen.

Impersonal criticism?is like an impersonal fist fight or an impersonal marriage, and as successful.

Great drama is the souvenir of the adventure of a master among the pieces of his own soul.

To speak of morals in art is to speak of legislature in sex. Art is the sex of the imagination.

In the theatre, a hero is one who believes that all women are ladies, a villain one who believes that all ladies are women.

Beauty makes idiots sad and wise men merry.