My Instinct Has Always Been To Turn

... The More You Love What You Do, The Harder It Is To Do It Well Enough To Get By Yourself.

Never Shall I Forget Those Naked, Clean-swept Little Canadian Towns, One Just Like The Other. Before I Was Twelve Years Old, I Must Have Lived In Fifty Of Them.

Only A Few Things Are Really Important.

I'm Too Homely For A Prima Donna And Too Ugly For A Soubrette.

There Is A Vast Difference Between Success At Twenty-five And Success At Sixty. At Sixty, Nobody Envies You. Instead, Everybody Rejoices Generously, Sincerely, In Your Good Fortune.