No vice is so bad as advice.
In order to represent life on the stage, we must rub elbows with life, live ourselves
Fate cast me to play the role of an ugly duckling with no promise of swanning. . . . I have played my life as a comedy rather than the tragedy many would have made of it.
I'm too homely for a prima donna and too ugly for a soubrette.
If ants are such busy workers, how come they find time to go to all the picnics?
To know that one has never really tried - that is the only death