Slow down? Rest? With all eternity before me?

The theatre is the involuntary reflex of the ideas of the crowd.

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

One should hate very little, because it's extremely fatiguing. One should despise much, forgive often and never forget. Pardon does not bring with it forgetfulness; at least not for me.

He who is incapable of feeling strong passions, of being shaken by anger, of living in every sense of the word, will never be a good actor.

Although all new ideas are born in France, they are not readily adopted there. It seems that they must first commence to prosper in a foreign country.

It is by spending oneself that one becomes rich.