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
How foolish to think that one can ever slam the door in the face of age. Much wiser to be polite and gracious and ask him to lunch in advance. — 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
