Marriage Destroyed My Relationship With Two Wonderful

Designers Want Me To Dress Like Spring, In Billowing Things. I Don't Feel Like Spring. I Feel Like A Warm Red Autumn.

For Those Who Are Poor In Happiness, Each Time Is A First Time; Happiness Never Becomes A Habit.

Acting Became Important. It Became An Art That Belonged To The Actor, Not To The Director Or Producer, Or The Man Whose Money Had Bought The Studio. It Was An Art That Transformed You Into Somebody Else, That Increased Your Life And Mind. I Had Always Loved Acting And Tried Hard To Learn It. But With Michael Chekhov, Acting Became More Than A Profession To Me. It Became A Sort Of Religion.

My Illusions Didn't Have Anything To Do With Being A Fine Actress. I Knew How Third Rate I Was. I Could Actually Feel My Lack Of Talent, As If It Were Cheap Clothes I Was Wearing Inside. But, My God, How I Wanted To Learn, To Change, To Improve!

What's The Good Of Drawing In The Next Breath If All You Do Is Let It Out And Draw In Another?