Charles Reade Quotes

The fortunate man is he who, born poor, or nobody, works gradually up to wealth and consideration, and, having got them, dies before he finds they were not worth so much trouble.

Sow an act, and you reap a habit. Sow a habit and you reap a character. Sow a character, and you reap a destiny.

Not a day passes over the earth, but men and women of no note do great deeds, speak great words, and suffer noble sorrows.

Art is not imitation but illusion.

Courage, mon ami, le diable est mort! / Take courage, my friend, the devil is dead!

Lower a bucket into a well of self-deception, and what comes up must be immortal truth, mustn't it?

In players, vanity cripples art at every step.

Make 'em laugh; make 'em cry; make 'em wait.

What young woman is not, more or less, a mirror?

It must be confessed that a sort of halo of personal grandeur surrounds a great actress.

When love and skill work together, expect a masterpiece.

...even Christians loved one another at first starting.

First, think in as homely a way as you can; next, shove your pen under the thought, and lift it by polysyllables to the true level of fiction