I studied at the Budapest Academy of Theatrical Arts for four years and emerged with a degree.

My body grew hot, then cold. I tried to eat the bed sheets. My heart beat madly. Every joint in my body ached. When I took the cure they took it all away from me.

Martyrdom was the price of enthusiasm for acting.

Supernatural perhaps...baloney, perhaps not!

The vampire was a complete change from the usual romantic characters I was playing, but it was a success.

It is women who love horror. Gloat over it. Feed on it. Are nourished by it. Shudder and cling and cry out-and come back for more.

It is women who bear the race in bloody agony. Suffering is a kind of horror. Blood is a kind of horror. Women are born with horror in their very bloodstream. It is a biological thing.