I can do a reddish-brown or brown lip, but not a bright red. I just don't look good in it. Over the years you learn certain things that don't look good on you, and that's one of them for me.
I like how small you can be on TV.
I depend on good editors and a good director.
I've love the challenge of doing something new. Bollywood is magical.
I depend on good editors and a good director. It's up to the way they shoot it, the lighting and all that. I like how small you can be on TV.
I love theater. I also love radio. I love language.
I love variety. I love theater. I also love radio. I love language. But, the older you get, you need to earn money. You need to heighten your profile.
To be corrupted by totalitarianism, one does not have to live in a totalitarian country.
I couldn't stand back and watch the strong economy that my father envisioned go to ruins.
Trust the tale, not the teller.
The Lesson You've Got to learn is the someday you'll someday stagger to, blinking in cold light, all tears shed, ready to poke your bovine head in the yoke they've shaped. Everyone learns this. Born, everyone breathes, pays tax, plants dead and hurts galore. There's grief enough for each. My mother learned by moving man to man, outlived them all. The parched earth's bare (once she leaves it) of any who watched the instants I trod it. Other than myself, of course. I've made a study of bearing and forbearance. Everyone does, it turns out, and note those faces passing by: Not one's a god.