When the people applauded him wildly, he (Phocion) turned to one of his friends and said, “Have I said something foolish?”
Of all music, that which most pleases the ear is applause. But it has no score. It ends and is carried off by the wind. Nothing remains.
When someone does something good, applaud! You will make two people happy.
There is other applause besides handclapping.
Anybody can clap and cheer, but applause worthwhile will be found in a pile of soft, green, folding money.
If they liked you, they didn’t applaud – they just let you live. (on vaudeville)
The applause of a single human being is of great consequence.
In the most general applause discordant voices will always be heard.
He that applauds him who does not deserve praise, is endeavoring to deceive the public; he that hisses in malice or sport, is an oppressor and a robber.
It frequently happens that applause abates diligence. Whosoever finds himself to have performed more than was demanded will be contented to spare the labor of unnecessary performances, and sit down to enjoy at ease his superfluities of honor.