A superb tenor voice, like a silver trumpet muffled in silk.
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An actor is at his best a kind of unfrocked priest who, for an hour or two, can call on heaven and hell to mesmerize a group of innocents.
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An actor is totally vulnerable. His total personality is exposed to critical judgment - his intellect, his bearing, his diction, his whole appearance. In short, his ego.
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She flung herself full-length on the stage, drummed with her feet and, taking the corner of a small Persian rug in her teeth, worried it [while] I sat rigid and appalled on the sofa, pressed back against the chintz cushions.
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Who is more foolish? The fool or the fool that follows it?
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