I learned quickly at Columbia that the only eye that mattered was the one on the camera.

As an actress, I was trained to show emotion I did not feel, or no emotion at all.

I used up every cent I had earned as an actress.

I was plunged into what was known as the debutante social whirl. This was one of the ways fathers justified their own hard work and sacrifices.

I was going to live on my salary or go down swinging.

I was not cut out to be a rebel.

Where there is hope, there is no despair.