I dated dozens of young men, had fun with all, made commitments to none.
I used to annoy my father by telling him how much I felt luck was with me.
I do not recall spending long hours in front of a mirror loving my reflection.
My departure from Hollywood was described as a walk-out. No one understood that I was cracking up.
Day after day, I spent long afternoons in the talent pool, being told how to walk, how to talk, how to sit.
It was the fashion of the time, still is, to feel that all actors are neurotic, or they would not be actors.