Over here they say the real heroes of the year are the managers that dare produce new plays.
To a business colleague about a singing comedian who was laid up with a serious illness:
I am sorry he is sick. But that was a rotten thing for him to do—to steal our song. I suppose he is better. Only the good die young.
To Marie Doro:
I saw you in the picture play. It and you were fine. What a lot of money you make! When I return from London I'm going to see if I can earn $10 a day to play in some of the screens. We are all going up to the Atlantic Ocean Island to see them taking you in the "White Pearl" pictures.
Refusing to go to a public banquet:
That's the first free thing that has been offered me this year. But there are three things my physician forbids me from doing—to eat, drink, or talk.
To a manager:
There are no bad towns—only bad plays!
On hearing that an actress in his employ had reflected on his management: