It's somehow symbolic of Hollywood that Tara was just a facade, with no rooms inside.

I can feel that the world this day is different than all the days of our lives before.

Thank God for your mother.

Hollywood's like Egypt, full of crumbled pyramids. It'll never come back. It'll just keep on crumbling until finally the wind blows the last studio prop across the sands.

There are only two kinds of class: First class and no class.

She has good instincts, but wrong judgments. She'll rue the day.

I cannot permit you to disrupt the Paramount schedule.