Marco Polo had seen the inhabitants of Zipangu place rose-colored pearls in the mouths of the dead. A sea-monster had been enamoured of the pearl that the diver brought to King Perozes, and had slain the thief, and mourned for seven moons over its loss.

The nicest feeling in the world is to do a good deed anonymously-and have somebody find out.

I regard the theatre as the greatest of all art forms, the most immediate way in which a human being can share with another the sense of what it is to be a human being.

To toil for a hard master is bitter, but to have no master to toil for is more bitter still.

It was only in the theatre that I lived

The condition of perfection is idleness: the aim of perfection is youth.

As for borrowing Mr. Whistler's ideas about art, the only thoroughly original ideas I have heard him express have had reference to his own superiority as a painter over painters greater than himself.