My progress reminded me of the horses in The Whip. They raced at the limit of their speed directly toward the audience. But they raced on a treadmill which canceled out their progress.

I have been absolutely hag-ridden with ambition. If I could wish to have anything in the world it would be to be free of ambition.

The less I behave like Whistler's mother the night before, the more I look like her the morning after.

In the theater lying is looked upon as an occupational disease.

If I were well behaved, I'd die of boredom.

I'd rather be strongly wrong than weakly right.

No man worth his salt, no man of spirit and spine, no man for whom I could have any respect, could rejoice in the identification of Tallulah's husband. It's tough enough to be bogged down in a legend. It would be even tougher to marry one.