Dramatic Art In Her Opinion Is Knowing

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.

I Guess I'm Larger Than Life. That's My Problem.

I Don't Think In Business It Matters Whether You're A Man Or A Woman If You Can Do Your Job And Have A Brain.

If Everybody Likes You, You Are Not A Very Interesting Person.

I Do Not Regret One Professional Enemy I Have Made. Any Actor Who Doesn't Dare To Make An Enemy Should Get Out Of The Business.