The humility to prepare and the self-confidence to bring it off.

Acting is a masochistic form of exhibitionism. It is not quite the occupation of an adult.

I often think that could we creep behind the actor's eyes, we would find an attic of forgotten toys and a copy of the Domesday Book.

Autograph-hunting is the most unattractive manifestation of sex-starved curiosity.

We ape, we mimic, we mock. We act.

There is a spirit in us that makes our brass to blare and our cymbals crash-all, of course, supported by the practicalities of trained lung power, throat, heart, guts.

The humility to prepare and the self-confidence to bring it off.