Dear Lord, I'm So Grateful I'm Still

A Lucky Thing Eva Peron Was. She Died At 32. I'm Already 45.

But I Remember The Morning After The Mask Of Virtue-which Is The First Play I Did At The West End-that Some Critics Saw Fit To Be As Foolish As To Say That I Was A Great Actress. And I Thought, That Was A Foolish, Wicked Thing To Say, Because It Put Such An Onus And Such A Responsibility Onto Me, Which I Simply Wasn't Able To Carry. And It Took Me Years To Learn Enough To Live Up To What They Said-for Those First Notices. I Find It So Stupid. I Remember The Critic Very Well, And Have Never Forgiven Him.

Some Critics Saw Fit To Say That I Was A Great Actress. I Thought That Was A Foolish, Wicket Thing To Say Because It Put Such An Onus And Such A Responsibility Onto Me, Which I Simply Wasn't Able To Carry.

I Never Sleep For More Than Five Hours, Hardly Ever.

I Think Acting Is An Important Profession, Because Acting Can Give You Pleasure And Can Teach You At The Same Time, And That Is A Good Thing.