An infant prodigy of nine is shoved upon the stage in white. She starts off in a dismal whine about a dark and stormy night, a burglar, whose heart is true, despite his wicked-looking face, who puts the little child… — Noel Coward Copy Share Image
Acting is not a state of being ... but a state of appearing to be. You can't be eight times a week without going… — Noel Coward Copy Share Image
It is discouraging how many people are shocked by honesty and how few by deceit. — Noel Coward Copy Share Image
I'll go through life either first class or third, but never in second. — Noel Coward Copy Share Image
That strange feeling we had inthe war. Have you found anything in your lives since toequal it in strength? A sort of splendid carelessness… — Noël Coward Copy Share Image
Wit ought to be a glorious treat like caviar; never spread it about like marmalade. — Noel Coward Copy Share Image
“A.E. Matthews ambled through This Was a Man like a charming retriever who has buried a bone and can't quite remember where.” — Noel Coward Copy Share Image
“I like long walks, especialy when they are taken by people who annoy me.” — Noel Coward Copy Share Image
