The out-of-work actor wears out more than shoe leather. The very sensibilities that make him an artist are shattered by the disregard he is shown as a human being.

You know what I'm going to have on my gravestone? 'She did it the hard way.'

I may not have been wearing a mink coat, but I was traveling with a dog. That should have made you think I was an actress!

I'm the nicest goddamn dame that ever lived.

The real actor - like any real artistj- has a direct line to the collective heart.

I believe one should be a woman at home.

I firmly believe, however, that if your children have never hated you, you have failed as a parent.