I remember the 1940s as a time when we were united in a way known only to that generation. We belonged to a common cause-the war.

Movie failures are like the common cold. You can stay in bed and take aspirin for six days and recover. Or you can walk around and ignore it for six days and recover.

We cannot calculate the numbers of people who left, fled or were fished out of Europe just ahead of the Holocaust.

Day after day, I spent long afternoons in the talent pool, being told how to walk, how to talk, how to sit.

What a different world it was when I first sailed for Europe in 1930, with my mother, sister, and brother to spend six months abroad.

we Irish don't really need thousands of people surging behind a big brass band to have a parade. One guitar player and a few people whistling will do the job.

The Hollywood structure was monopolistic, run by four or five big studios.