The artist's personality must be left in his dressing-room; his soul must be denuded of its own sensations and clothed with the base or noble qualities he is called upon to exhibit.... [he] must leave behind him the cares and vexations of life, throw aside his personality for several hours, and move in the dream of another life, forgetting everything.

What matters poverty? What matters anything to him who is enamoured of our art? Does he not carry in himself every joy and every beauty?

For the theatre one needs long arms... an artiste with short arms can never make a fine gesture.

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

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

Legend remains victorious in spite of history.

To be a good actor... it is necessary to have a firmly tempered soul, to be surprised at nothing, to resume each minute the laborious task that has barely just been finished.