East Hampton happens to have been the first place in the world where I was a star, a real star with a star pasted above my name on the dressing-room door.
It's sheer torture. I have to be up with the chickens every day and go to work on my body. I hate it, but I do it.
I ask myself more questions than Hamlet as I ponder which shoes to wear
After all the work I've done, why should I suddenly be treated as a bona fide actress?
Most people don't need to work as hard as I do.
The average housewife goes to the restaurant to relax and enjoy the food. But when Eva walks in, she becomes the center of attention.