I've Always Been Mad About Cats.

I'm Not Young. What's Wrong With That?

On The Road, They Join The Bedraggled Remnants Of A Column Of Exhausted Confederate Soldiers Evacuating Burning Atlanta. Rhett Makes Her Take Note Of The Scene: "take A Good Look, My Dear. It's A Historic Moment. You Can Tell Your Grandchildren How You Watched The Old South Disappear One Night."

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.

My Husband, Who's The Greatest Actor In The World, Can Do Anything. Look At What He Did In The Critic And Oedipus. In Every Role He Gets-he Did This In Richard The Third-there's Nothing He Can't Do, Nothing. Just Nothing.

I Am Going To Be A Great Actress.