I do not wish to lose my temper because very shortly I will lose my head. Nevertheless, upon leaving this spark of earthly existence, I have t...
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I don't believe that the public knows what it wants; this is the conclusion that I have drawn from my career.
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Man as an individual is a genius. But men in the mass form the Headless Monster, a great, brutish idiot that goes where prodded.
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A day without laughter is a day wasted.
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Life is a tragedy when seen in close-up, but a comedy in long-shot
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I suppose that's one of the ironies of life—doing the wrong thing at the right moment.
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Failure is unimportant. It takes courage to make a fool of yourself.
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The saddest thing I can imagine is to get used to luxury.
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All I need to make a comedy is a park, a policeman and a pretty girl.
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Life could be wonderful if people would leave you alone.
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I remain just one thing, and one thing only -- and that is a clown. It places me on a far higher plane than any politician.
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I'd sooner be called a successful crook than a destitute monarch.
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The great film comedian, Charlie Chaplin, once entered a Charlie Chaplin look-a-like contest for a laugh. To his surprise he did not win.
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Nothing is permanent in this wicked world - not even our troubles.
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They walked out on me. They haven't done that since I was a beginner. The cycle's complete.
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In the end, everything is a gag.
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Live can be wonderful if you're not afraid of it. All it takes is courage, imagination ... and a little dough.
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Let's call them years of a friendly misalliance.
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What do you want meaning for? Life is desire, not meaning!
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In the end, everything is a gag
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What a sad business, being funny.
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The heart and the mind ... what an enigma.
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Life is a tragedy when seen in close-up, but a comedy in long-shot.
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The basic essential of a great actor is that he loves himself in acting.
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Mourn not the dead that in the cool earth lie
Dust unto dust
The calm, sweet earth that mothers all who die
As all men must;
Mourn not your captive comrades who must dwell
Too strong to strive
Within each steel-bound coffin of a cell,
Buried alive;
But rather mourn the apathetic throng
The cowed and the meek
Who see the world's great anguish and its wrong
And dare not speak!
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Mourn not the dead that in the cool earth lie, but rather mourn the apathetic, throng the coward and the meek who see the world's great anguish and its wrong, and dare not speak.
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Mourn not the dead that in the cool earth lie Dust unto dust The calm, sweet earth that mothers all who die As all men must; Mourn not your captive comrades who must dwell Too strong to strive Within each steel-bound coffin of a cell, Buried alive; But rather mourn the apathetic throng The cowed and the meek Who see the world's great anguish and its wrong And dare not speak!
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A day without laughter is a day wasted
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We might as well die as to go on living like this.
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'Mourn not the dead, that in the cool earth lie, dust unto dust; The calm, sweet earth, that mothers all who die, as all men must; But rather mourn the apathetic throng, the cowed and the meek, who see the world's great anguish and its wrong, and dare not speak!'
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