I'm in show business. I'm not like a poor factory worker who'd been laid off.
I always thought that as long as man is mortal, he will never be relaxed.
I've inherited the worst of each parent. I have my father's hypochondria and lack of concentration. I have his amorality. I have everything bad that he had. Then I have my mother's surly, pill-like, complaining, whining attitude.
I failed to make the chess team because of my height.
My analyst warned me, but you were so beautiful I got another analyst.
If you're born with a gift, to behave like it's an achievement is not right.