I regard the theatre as the greatest of all art forms.
There is no drunkenness equal to that of remembering whispered words in the night.
Some say that we shall never know, and that to the gods we are like the flies that the boys kill on a summer's day, and some say, to the contrary, that the very sparrows do not lose a feather that has not been brushed away by the finger of God.
Where there is an unknowable, there is a promise.
Love is an energy which exists of itself. It is its own value.
There is one regard in which bullies show real perception when compared with their victims; it is their silent good-natured pleasure of the moment.