Hollywood Always Wanted Me To

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.

Once The Love Bug Wears Off, As It Inevitably Does, You Are Shocked To Discover That You Really Didn't Know The Object Of Your Affections At All. We Know This To Be So, Even As We Repeat The Same Mistake Over And Over And Over.

I Would Take A Bad Script And A Good Director Any Day Against A Good Script And A Bad Director.

Old Age Ain't For Sissies

People Stood On Their Chairs, Cheering And Waving. And It Was All For Me! Waves Of Love Flooded The Stage And Washed Over Me. I Started To Cry. The Sweetness Of Such A Moment Is Impossible To Describe. One Is Both Lover And Beloved. ... I'd Found The One True, Enduring Romance Of My Life.