“Always remember that the crowd that applauds your coronation is the same crowd that will applaud your beheading. People like a show.”

“I can't really hear the audience applause when I'm on stage. I'm totally immersed in the piece. But sometimes I get a lot of it and wonder, "Now, why did they applaud here?" If it's a white crowd, they usually applaud because they think it's a pretty movement. If it's a black crowd, it's usually because they identify with the message.”

Judith Jamison (1943) American dancer

“My heart applauds inside my ears, first like a roaring crowd, then slows and slows until it's a solitary person, clapping with unbridled sarcasm.
Clap. Clap.
Clap.”

Markus Zusak (1975) Australian author

“Italian men are like show poodles. Sometimes they look so good I want to applaud.”

Elizabeth Gilbert book Eat, Pray, Love

“I was in Japan a couple of months ago, I saw a preview for the movie Pearl Harbor. And they showed the Japanese airplanes coming in to bomb Pearl Harbor, and I applauded. Nobody else in the theater applauded.”

Bobby Fischer (1943–2008) American chess prodigy, chess player, and chess writer

“Free speech is not to be regulated like diseased cattle and impure butter. The audience … that hissed yesterday may applaud today, even for the same performance.”

William O. Douglas (1898–1980) Associate Justice of the Supreme Court of the United States

“I want to be your stranger across a crowded room.”

Jeffrey Archer (1940) English author and former politician

“To lead the orchestra, you have to turn your back on the crowd.”

Max Lucado (1955) American clergyman and writer

“To lead an orchestra, you must turn your back on the crowd”

Aristotle (-384–-321 BC) Classical Greek philosopher, student of Plato and founder of Western philosophy

“For no reason at all, I thought of New Year's Eve, when all those people crowd into Times Square and scream like jackals as the lighted ball slides down the pole, ready to shed its thin party glare on three hundred and sixty-five new days in this best of all possible worlds. I have always wondered what it would be like to be caught in one of those crowds, screaming and not able to hear your own voice, your individuality momentarily wiped out and replaced with the blind empathic overslop of the crowd's lurching, angry anticipation, hip to hip and shoulder to shoulder with no one in particular.”

Stephen King book Rage