My Only Regret In The Theater Is

Method Acting? There Are Quite A Few Methods. Mine Involves A Lot Of Talent, A Glass, And Some Cracked Ice.

Busy Yourselves With This, You Damned Walruses, While The Rest Of Use Proceed With The Libretto.

Die? I Should Say Not, Dear Fellow. No Barrymore Would Allow Such A Conventional Thing To Happen To Him.

Mr. [john] Barrymore's Smile Was The Smile Of An Actor Who Hates Actors, And Who Knows That He Is Going To Kill Two Or Three Before The Play Is Over. I Am Not An Actor-killer, But I Like My Hamlets To Dislike Actors, If You Know What I Mean, And I Think You Don't.

Why Is There So Much Month Left At The End Of The Money?