I Have Often Seen An Actor Laugh

I Am Doomed To An Eternity Of Compulsive Work. No Set Goal Achieved Satisfies. Success Only Breeds A New Goal. The Golden Apple Devoured Has Seeds. It Is Endless.

She's The Original Good Time Who Was Had By All.

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.

In This Rat-race Everybody's Guilty Till Proved Innocent!

Evil People You Never Forget Them. And That's The Aim Of Any Actress-never To Be Forgotten.