I Believe One Should Be A Woman

Without Discipline And Detachment, An Actor Is An Emotional Slob, Spilling His Insides Out. This Abandonment Is Having An Unfortunate Vogue. It Is Tasteless, Formless, Absurd. Without Containment There Is No Art. All This Vomiting And Wheezing And Bursting At The Seams Is No More Great Acting Than The Convulsions Of Raving Maniacs.

Pray To God And Say The Lines.

Old Age Ain't For Sissies

I Was Thought To Be "stuck Up." I Wasn't. I Was Just Sure Of Myself.

If Everybody Likes You, You're Pretty Dull.