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.

Most people don't need to work as hard as I do.

I ask myself more questions than Hamlet as I ponder which shoes to wear

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.

After all the work I've done, why should I suddenly be treated as a bona fide actress?

I'm a workaholic. Before long I'm traveling on my nervous energy alone. This is incredibly exhausting.

Marriage is too interesting an experiment to be tried only once.