The people are unreal. The flowers are unreal, they dont smell. The food is unreal, it doesnt taste of anything. The whole place is a glaring, gaudy, nightmarish set, built up in the desert. – Ethel Barrymore
You grow up the day you have your first real laugh, at yourself. – Ethel Barrymore
For an actress to be a success, she must have the face of a Venus, the brains of a Minerva, the grace of Terpsichore, the memory of a MaCaulay, the figure of Juno, and the hide of a rhinoceros. – Ethel Barrymore
The making of a picture ought surely to be a rather fascinating adventure. It is not; it is an endless contention of tawdry egos, some of them powerful, almost all of them vociferous, and almost none of them capable of anything much more creative than credit-stealing and self-promotion. – Raymond Chandler