Well, I did go to Irish dancing lessons as a kid, but I was slapped and never went again.
I hate to run. I never, ever run.
Probably some of the projects I chose to do after that had more to do with what people thought of me. The industry was very open and probably hoping that I could do anything.
Life has played some funny tricks on me and taken me on a wild ride. How did I ever get into this wonderful mess that is my life?
Glorifying violence is terrible. Simulating sex is nothing - it's something so impersonal really.
There's an incredible fascination for that and that goes with violence and everything else in pictures.
My mother was working a lot, so she was gone often. I would leave school and hitchhike to the beach. I can't believe I hitchhiked now. It scares me to death now.
Before marriage, when a woman speaks to a man in an undertone, he calls it "cooing"; after marriage, he calls it nagging.
I love working with actors. I do.
Here 'neath veils, my Saviour darkly I behold; To my thirsting spirit all thy light unfold; Face to face in heaven let me come to thee, And the blessed vision of thy glory see.
The only place where you could see life and death, i. e. , violent death now that the wars were over, was in the bull ring and I wanted very much to go to Spain where I could study it. I was trying to learn to write, commencing with the simplest things, and one of the simplest things of all and the most fundamental is violent death.