MARIE DRESSLER

No vice is so bad as advice.

Any fact is better established by two or three good testimonies than by a thousand arguments.

If ants are such busy workers, how come they find time to go to all the picnics?

I contend that every woman has the right to feel beautiful, no matter how scrambled her features, or how indifferent her features.

In order to represent life on the stage, we must rub elbows with life, live ourselves.

To know that one has never really tried - that is the only death.

We have learned to take life seriously, but never ourselves.

By the time we hit fifty, we have learned our hardest lessons. We have found out that only a few things are really important. We have learned to take life seriously, but never ourselves.

By the time we've hit fifty, we have learned our hardest lessons.

It is not how old you are, but how you are old.

the human heart clings - even to its pain.

I never weep over lost money, for I figure I'd rather go to the poorhouse once than go there every day.

I'm too homely for a prima donna and too ugly for a soubrette.

Fate cast me to play the role of an ugly duckling with no promise of swanning. . . . I have played my life as a comedy rather than the tragedy many would have made of it.

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.

Never one thing and seldom one person can make for a success. It takes a number of them merging into one perfect whole.

Now I know that lawyers must live, but I've never been able to understand why they have to live so blamed well!

If a man is worth loving at all, he is worth loving generously, even recklessly.

Only a few things are really important.

That's the unfortunate thing about death. It's so terribly final.

I have had a couple of marriages, but like every other woman I had a perfect right to them.

You're only as good as your last picture.

Never shall I forget those naked, clean-swept little Canadian towns, one just like the other. Before I was twelve years old, I must have lived in fifty of them.

If there's one thing I know, it's men. I ought to. It's been my life's work.

I never ride horseback now because my sympathy with the under-dog is too keen. After we have a gone a few blocks, I always dismount and say to the horse: 'We'll walk it together, old dear.