Technicolor Makes Me Look Like Death Warmed

I Firmly Believe, However, That If Your Children Have Never Hated You, You Have Failed As A Parent.

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.

To Look Back Is To Relax One's Vigil.

She Did It The Hard Way.

Psychoanalysis. Almost Went Three Times - Almost. Then I Decided What Was Peculiar About Me Was Probably What Made Me Successful. I've Seen Some Very Talented Actors Go Into Analysis And Really Lose It.