Hvorfor bruger en kvinde ti år på at lave om på en mand for derefter at beklage sig over, at han sandelig ikke er den mand, hun giftede sig med?
A large part of me is pure nebbish - plain, dull, uninteresting. There's a more flamboyant part, too. Obviously.
Bitches. It's a very male-chauvinist word. I resent it deeply. A person who's a bitch would seem to be mean for no reason. I'm not a mean person. Maybe I'm rude without being aware of it - that's possible.
How I wish we lived in a time when laws were not necessary to safeguard us from discrimination. I arrived in Hollywood without having my nose fixed, my teeth capped, or my name changed. That is very gratifying to me.
I can't stand to see red in my profit-or-loss column. I'm Taurus the bull, so I react to red. If I see it, I sell my stocks quickly.
I don't enjoy public performances and being up on a stage. I don't enjoy the glamour. Like tonight, I am up on stage and my feet hurt.
I just don't want to be hampered by my own limitations. I knew that with a mouth like mine, I just hadda be a star or something.
Men are allowed to have passion and commitment for their work... a woman is allowed that feeling for a man, but not her work.
Myths are a waste of time. They prevent progression.