Everything worthwhile, everything of any value, has its price. Everything anyone has ever wanted has come neatly wrapped up in its penalties.

What you don't know intrigues you more than what you do know.

In 1949 there was a new thing called Television, to which my agency and advisers opposed as a performance medium.

Everything worthwhile, everything of any value, has its price. Everything anyone has ever wanted has come neatly wrapped up in its penalties.

I hated school . . . . One of the reasons was a learning disability, dyslexia, which no one understood at the time. I still can't spell . . .

Nearly everyone I met, worked with, or read about was my teacher, one way or another.

There is no personal achievement in being born beautiful.