I lay in my dressing room after being in make-up waiting to go on. They knew I was feeling pretty rotten and they tried to give me time to rest. But I couldn't sleep. I couldn't do anything.

When I did Inherit the Wind, I learned about teaching school. I also found out what a fundamentalist was.

I took pain pills to get to sleep because I didn't want to go to work the next day exhausted.

Every time I listened to Lux Radio Theatre, I wanted to vomit.

Fortunately, I was supposed to look confused and disoriented because, God, I felt that way.

I went to a Gestalt therapist and said that I want to be able to at least tell my muscles that aren't involved that they don't have to go into spasms too.

I've been blessed. I have no complaints. I've been surrounded by people in radio, on stage and in motion pictures and television who love me. The things that have gone wrong have been simply physical things.