How many of us would be willing to settle when we're young for what we eventually get? All those plans we make...what happens to them? It's only a handful of the lucky ones that can look back and say that they even came close.

Self-deception is sometimes as necessary a tool as a crowbar.

I have always understood the unbelieving look in the eyes of those whom success touches early - it is a look half fearful, as though the dream were still in the process of being dreamed and to move or to speak would shatter it.

There is nothing like tasting the grit of fear for rediscovering that the umbilical cord is made of piano wire.

The self-hatred that destroys is the waste of unfulfilled promise.

The theatre breeds its own kind of cruelty, and its sadism takes on a keener edge since it can be enjoyed under the innocent guise of critical judgment.

Julie Andrews has a wonderful British strength that makes you wonder why they lost India.