It Is Not How Old You Are,

In Order To Represent Life On The Stage, We Must Rub Elbows With Life, Live Ourselves

If Ants Are Such Busy Workers, How Come They Find Time To Go To All The Picnics?

No Vice Is So Bad As Advice.

I Never Weep Over Lost Money, For I Figure I'd Rather Go To The Poorhouse Once Than Go There Every Day.

There Are Very Few Persons Who Would Think Of Inquiring Into The Private Life Of The Newspaper Dealer At The Corner, Or The Druggist, Or The Doctor, Or Even A Mah Jong Partner, But The Moment One Belongs To The Theatrical Profession, The Public Usually Feels Cheated Unless It Knows One's Inmost Thoughts Of Love.