I'm an old sinner. Nothing shocks me.

All I need is the opportunity,' I said confidently. He smiled. 'Seventeen's very young, and you look even younger.' I shrugged off-handedly. 'That's a question of make-up.' Karno laughed. That shrug, he told Sydney later, got me the job.

The soul of man has been given wings and at last he is beginning to fly!

I hate the sight of blood, but it's in my veins.

The roses you lifted to your lips ... lucky roses!

More than machinery, we need humanity.