Acting Is The Perfect Idiot's Profession.

The Calla Lilies Are In Bloom Again. Such A Strange Flower—suitable To Any Occasion. I Carried Them On My Wedding Day, And Now I Place Them Here In Memory Of Something That Has Died.

Once A Crowd Chased Me For An Autograph. "beat It", I Said, "go Sit On A Tack!" "we Made You", They Said. "like Hell You Did", I Told Them.

People Who Want To Be Famous Are Really Loners. Or They Should Be.

Enemies Are So Stimulating.

Afraid Of Death? Not At All. Be A Great Relief. Then I Wouldn't Have To Talk To You.