Me pray? Never! I'm an atheist.

The actor is too prone to exaggerate his powers; he wants to play Hamlet when his appearance is more suitable to King Lear.

Slow down? Rest? With all eternity before me?

The truth, the absolute truth, is that the chief beauty for the theatre consists in fine bodily proportions.

Your words are my food, your breath my wine. You are everything to me.

Those who know the joys and miseries of celebrities when they have passed the age of forty know how to defend themselves.

What would life be without art? Science prolongs life. To consist of what-eating, drinking, and sleeping? What is the good of living longer if it is only a matter of satisfying the requirements that sustain life? All this is nothing without the charm of art.