Sensitive, responsive, eagerly welcomed everywhere, the drama, holding the mirror up to nature, by laughter and by tears reveals to mankind the world of men.

Acted drama requires surrender of one's self, sympathetic absorption in the play as it develops.

The drama is a great revealer of life.

Rare is the human being, immature or mature, who has never felt an impulse to pretend he is some one or something else.

Drama read to oneself is never drama at its best, and is not even drama as it should be.

What then is tragedy? In the Elizabethan period it was assumed that a play ending in death was a tragedy, but in recent years we have come to understand that to live on is sometimes far more tragic than death.

Farce treats the improbable as probable, the impossible as possible.