People Respect You Because They Feel You've

No Girl Should Ever Forget That She Doesn't Need Anyone Who Doesn't Need Her.

I Want To Be An Artist, Not... A Celluloid Aphrodisiac.

My Illusions Didn't Have Anything To Do With Being A Fine Actress. I Knew How Third Rate I Was. I Could Actually Feel My Lack Of Talent, As If It Were Cheap Clothes I Was Wearing Inside. But, My God, How I Wanted To Learn, To Change, To Improve!

Everyone’s Childhood Plays Itself Out. No Wonder No One Knows The Other Or Can Completely Understand. By This I Don’t Know If I’m Just Giving Up With This Conclusion Or Resigning Myself — Or Maybe For The First Time Connecting With Reality. How Do We Know The Pain Or Another’s Earlier Years, Let Alone All That He Drags With Him Since Along The Way At Best A Lot Of Leeway Is Needed For The Other — Yet How Much Is Unhealthy For One To Bear. I Think To Love Bravely Is The Best And Accept — As Much As One Can Bear.

I Am Trying To Find Myself. Sometimes That's Not Easy.