David Mallet

Who hath not known ill fortune, never knew himself, or his own virtue.

I courted fame but as a spur to brave and honest deeds; who despises fame will soon renounce the virtues that deserve it.

The wailing owl Screams solitary to the mournful moon.

My legs are nice, my lips are shapely, and my breasts are pretty. They popped up when I was 11 and they weren't small then. I was teased, but now those kids wish they had what I have!

Well, I actually wrote her a letter a couple of days ago congratulating her. The tone I tried to convey in the letter is, look, you are a part of a great American historical process.

Acting is a masochistic form of exhibitionism. It is not quite the occupation of an adult.