Book: Talents and admirers. Page 1

Flour me with you! All you have a lot of excess, and many are missing. Boring, looking at you. Comedians have a lot of extra comic, and you have a lot of unnecessary tragedy; not enough and you have grace... grace, action. And the measure of what is art... You are actors, you jokers!

I'm smarter than many of you, no doubt. And wiser because I think more than I speak; and you say more than you think.

- What do you call a noble idea?
And such a conception, in which much of the nobility and very little chance of success.

Us the prose of life prevailed. And I would be in heaven, but sin is not allowed. Serious. Practical considerations, material calculations - that is our sins. Constantly rotate in the realm of the possible, attainable; so, the soul-and shallow, so high and noble intentions, and do not come to mind.

Only honesty a little, you have to be smarter and more careful, then not to cry.

- You are still very young, so to speak.
- That's cute! "You are still young"! So young can be hurt all you want, and they should be silent.

I have a lot of tenderness in my soul, I need to caress someone, I can't live without it.

I am a very kind, gentle - it is also well known... I, despite its summer, still retained all the freshness of feelings... I still can get excited about as a young man...

At least I don't cheat; because I can not, in so many cases, to make love seriously: why should I pretend to love, to mislead, to excite, maybe some unrealistic expectations! Whether it is a contract?

Strange play to write now; you will not understand anything.

We all the whole day busy who family and business matters, some public, we have a free only a few hours in the evening; where is the how, not the young actress to rest, so to speak, from the burden of concerns, one economic and the other on entrusted management Agency or district.

To care, to cuddle, to revive the days of chivalry - that's not a lot of honor for our ladies! I think it is very pretty here such Declaration: "I now is that how you see me, I suggest you so-and-so; do you love me?"

Do you think if a man is in love, it's ham... and eaten? From fine fragrances woven my soul.

I, an educated man, with a delicate taste, now living among a rude people, that at every step of an insult to my artistic sense.