Visiting old haunts is hard on memory. Things shrink, change, and disappear.
I guess I was an early method actress. I would go to a quiet part of the sound stage with my mother. I wouldn't think of anything sad, I would just make my mind a blank. In a minute I could cry.
Intentions often melt in the face of unexpected opportunity.
Time is money. Wasted time means wasted money means trouble.
I donโt like to do negatives. There are always pluses to things.
Nothing crushes freedom as substantially as a tank.