We must not always judge of the generality of the opinion by the noise of the acclamation.

Applause is the spur of noble minds, the end and aim of weak ones.

We believe that the applause of silence is the only kind that counts.

Applause that comes thundering with such force you might think the audience merely suffers the music as an excuse for its ovations.

Glorious bouquets and storms of applause are the trimmings which every artist naturally enjoys. But to move an audience in such a role, to hear in the applause that unmistakable note which breaks through good theatre manners and comes from the heart, is to feel that you have won through to life itself. Such pleasure does not vanish with the fall of the curtain, but becomes part of one's own life.

Applause is a receipt, not a bill.