Slow Down? Rest? With All Eternity Before

A Defective Voice Will Always Preclude An Artist From Achieving The Complete Development Of His Art, However Intelligent He May Be.... The Voice Is An Instrument Which The Artist Must Learn To Use With Suppleness And Sureness, As If It Were A Limb.

The Theatre Is The Involuntary Reflex Of The Ideas Of The Crowd.

We Ought To Hate Very Rarely, As It Is Too Fatiguing; Remain Indifferent To A Great Deal, Forgive Often And Never Forget.

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.

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?