The Act Of Sex, Gratifying As It

I Think I'll Have A Large Order Of Prognosis Negative.

The Only Reason Anyone Goes To Broadway Is Because They Can't Get Work In The Movies.

I Survived Because I Was Tougher Than Anybody Else.

Old Age Ain't For Sissies

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.