The truth is rarely pure and never simple.
The supreme object of life is to live. Few people live. It is true life only to realize one's own perfection, to make one's every dream a reality.
The final mystery is oneself.
The stage is not merely the meeting place of all the arts, but is also the return of art to life.
There is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.
The sick do not ask if the hand that smoothes their pillow is pure, nor the dying care if the lips that touch their brow have known the kiss of sin.
The public is wonderfully tolerant. It forgives everything except genius.
The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it.
The only difference between the saint and the sinner is that every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future.
The man who says he has exhausted life generally means that life has exhausted him.