I Finally Made Up My

The Nicest Thing For Me Is Sleep, Then At Least I Can Dream.

As Michael (chekhov)'s Pupil, I Learned More About Acting. I Learned Psychology, History, And The Good Manners Of Art - Taste.

I Used To Get The Feeling, And Sometimes I Still Get It, That I Was Fooling Somebody - I Don't Know Who Or What - Maybe Myself. I Have Feelings Some Days Where There Are Scenes With A Lot Of Responsibility, And I'll Wish, 'gee, If Only I Had Been A Cleaning Woman.'

I've Often Stood Silent At A Party For Hours Listening To My Movie Idols Turn Into Dull And Little People.

She Was A Girl Who Knew How To Be Happy Even When She Was Sad. And That’s Important—you Know