It's Hard Enough To Write A Good

She Has Never Messed Up A Single Take Yet. Recently I Was In A Scene And There Was A Table Covered With A Cloth. When The Director Said Cut, I Saw A Black Nose And Two Paws Inching Out From Under The Cloth. She Had Hidden There Without Making A Sound Until We Were Done With The Scene. She Wanted To Be Nearer To Me.

I Have Lost Someone I Loved As A Brother, As A Closest Friend, And A Remarkable Human Being. We Have Also Lost One Of The Best Damn Actors We'll Ever See.

Dying Is Not A Sin. Not Living Is.

My Career Has Been Full Of Remarkable Coincidences That Have Nothing To Do With Me.

I Won't Quit Until I Get Run Over By A Truck, A Producer Or A Critic.