Acting Is A Life Of Rejection.

I Find That Through The Sad Times, Work Is What Made My Continuing, Not Breaking Down, Possible. In Work, I Was Always Someone Else And I Subconsciously Reveled In That.

Each Time A Friend Dies, The Present Becomes The Past, In An Instant.

The Madmen Seem To Live On Forever, Don't They?

Losing Bogey Was Horrible, Obviously. Because He Was Young. And Because He Gave Me My Life. I Wouldn't Have Had A - I Don't Know What Would Have Happened To Me If I Hadn't Met Him. I Would Have Had A Completely Different Kind Of Life. He Changed Me, He Gave Me Everything. And He Was An Extraordinary Man.

A Planned Life Is A Dead Life.