Book: Theatre

Sometimes I dread the monotony, boredom and vulgarity of my life.

And here's the weird part: looking into his heart, she saw that caused her indignant resentment not Julia Lambert the woman; she was still. It has torn, the wrongs done to Julia Lambert the actress.

People thought that she only plays those two or three hours, which is on the stage; they didn't know that impersonated her character secretly lived in her all day; and when she seemingly enthusiastically with someone talking, and when I was doing some business. Julie often thought that it mixes two faces: popular actress and universal favorite, the woman who dresses the best in London, but it is only an illusion, and the character that she portrays every night, and that is its true substance.

Good news then lie on the spot!

Our weaknesses and not our strengths that make us precious to our friends.

In the strange world we live in... the Actors are tripping over themselves to be similar to gentlemen, and gentlemen are doing everything they can to look like actors.

If a man rejects the advances, which makes him a woman, she is inclined to come to one of two conclusions: either he is gay or impotent.

It is difficult to relate quietly to all the follies of youth; they report that twice two is four, like it is for us news, and disappointed if we don't share their surprise at the fact that the hen lays eggs. In their rants full of nonsense, and yet there is not only nothing. We must remember that much to forget and much to learn when you first face-to-face with life. It's not so easy to abandon their ideals and the brutal facts of our everyday existence - the bitter pill.

If a person has no talent, no he would not, but if the talent is there, you can teach them to use it.

I just seem to do what I can't. Hence my reputation.

Nemo me impune lacessit.
No one touches me with impunity.

Oddly enough, women are flattered when you look at them with one thought - to quickly lay on the bed.

To play feelings only after we overcome them.

They say women are vain; yea, they just modesty compared to men.