My mother once said, "A beggar must always give to another beggar that's worse off than he is." That has always stuck with me.

I came from abject poverty. There was nowhere to go but up.

I was living in a terrible time when people were being accused of being communists, and they attacked the movie industry, especially the writers. People couldn't work if they were on the blacklist. The studios banned them. It was the most onerous period in movie history. I don't think we have ever had a period so dark as that.

You haven't learned how to live until you've learned how to give.

Obey the voice within - it commands us to give of ourselves and help others. As long as we have the capacity to give, we are alive

Now, why is it that most of us can talk openly about the illnesses of our bodies, but when it comes to our brain and illnesses of the mind we clam up and because we clam up, people with emotional disorders feel ashamed, stigmatized, and don't seek the help that can make the difference.

Why can't a woman be more like a dog, huh? So sweet, loving, attentive.