I Adore Chicago. It Is The Pulse

Each Action Of The Actor On The Stage Should Be The Visible Concomitant Of His Thoughts.

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.

Once The Curtain Is Raised, The Actor Is Ceases To Belong To Himself. He Belongs To His Character, To His Author, To His Public. He Must Do The Impossible To Identify Himself With The First, Not To Betray The Second, And Not To Disappoint The Third.

I Have, Thanks To My Travels, Added To My Stock All The Superstitions Of Other Countries. I Know Them All Now, And In Any Critical Moment Of My Life, They All Rise Up In Armed Legions For Or Against Me.

For The Theatre One Needs Long Arms... An Artiste With Short Arms Can Never Make A Fine Gesture.