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.

Never shall I forget those naked, clean-swept little Canadian towns, one just like the other. Before I was twelve years old, I must have lived in fifty of them.

Never one thing and seldom one person can make for a success. It takes a number of them merging into one perfect whole.

There is a vast difference between success at twenty-five and success at sixty. At sixty, nobody envies you. Instead, everybody rejoices generously, sincerely, in your good fortune.

Now I know that lawyers must live, but I've never been able to understand why they have to live so blamed well!

If ants are such busy workers, how come they find time to go to all the picnics?

In order to represent life on the stage, we must rub elbows with life, live ourselves