Awards Don't Really Mean Much.

The Actor Must Know That Since He, Himself, Is The Instrument, He Must Play On It To Serve The Character With The Same Effortless Dexterity With Which The Violinist Makes Music On His. Just Because He Doesn't Look Like A Violin Is No Reason To Assume His Techniques Should Be Thought Of As Less Difficult.

One Cannot Demand Of Art That It Pay You In Any Other Way Than In The Satisfaction Of The Work Itself.

Theoretically, The Actor Ought To Be More Sound In Mind And Body Than Other People, Since He Learns To Understand The Psychological Problems Of Human Beings When Putting His Own Passions, His Loves, Fears, And Rages To Work In The Service Of The Characters He Plays. He Will Learn To Face Himself, To Hide Nothing From Himself- And To Do So Takes An Insatiable Curiosity About The Human Condition

We Must Overcome The Notion That We Must Be Regular... It Robs You Of The Chance To Be Extraordinary And Leads You To The Mediocre.

I Won't Go To England Because They Won't Let My Dog In.