It took me getting to my 50s before I could say "Whatever!" about other people's criticism, especially when it's not true.

I don't know what happiness is. I have periods of feeling joyous and peaceful and excited about what I'm doing, but I am also frequently very sad.

Had there not been a Mary Todd, there would not have been an Abraham Lincoln. She found him when he was a young lawyer and really a bumpkin. No one knew of him, but she recognized his brilliance.

I've never had my heart broken.

I really like cable T.V.

Western Costume, and the old Universal wardrobe that is huge and they're getting rid of so much of it now, which is sad.

Acting has been my lover and best friend. My confidant and my tormentor. It has given me support and broken my heart and mended it.