During rehearsals I am confronted by things very mysterious. I have terrific fights with inner demons, and it's more painful than it ever was.

All fiction becomes autobiographical when the author has true talent.

I shall die very young...maybe seventy, maybe eighty, maybe ninety. But I shall be very young.

To me age is a number, just a number. Who cares?

I know there were things emanating from me. I was not aware of what attracted all these directors to me.

Acting isn't a profession, it's a way of living.

My life is very exciting now. Nostalgia for what? It's like climbing a staircase. I'm on the top of the staircase, I look behind and see the steps. That's where I was. We're here right now. Tomorrow, we'll be someplace else. So why nostalgia?