What matters poverty? What matters anything to him who is enamoured of our art? Does he not carry in himself every joy and every beauty? – Sarah Bernhardt
Your words are my food, your breath my wine. You are everything to me. – Sarah Bernhardt
What matters poverty? What matters anything to him who is enamoured of our art? Does he not carry in himself every joy and every beauty? – Sarah Bernhardt
Your words are my food, your breath my wine. You are everything to me. – Sarah Bernhardt
He who is incapable of feeling strong passions, of being shaken by anger, of living in every sense of the word, will never be a good actor. – Sarah Bernhardt
I have, thanks to my travels, added to my stock all the superstitions of other countries. I know them all now, and in any critical moment of my life, they all rise up in armed legions for or against me. – Sarah Bernhardt