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| My passions were all gathered together like fingers that made a fist. Drive is considered aggression today; I knew it then as purpose. |
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| Never, never trust anyone who asks for white wine. It means they're phonies. |
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| Oh, don't let's ask for the moon. We've already got the stars. |
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On the death of Joan Crawford
'My mother told me never to speak badly of the dead. She's dead....Good |
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| People often become actresses because of something they dislike about themselves: They pretend they are someone else. |
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| Performance number 1,000, if I play it that long, will take place in a well-padded booby-hatch. |
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| Psychoanalysis. Almost went three times - almost. Then I decided what was peculiar about me was probably what made me successful. I've seen some very talented actors go into analysis and really lose it. |
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| Sex is God's joke on human beings. |
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| The best time I ever had with Joan Crawford was when I pushed her down the stairs in Whatever Happened to Baby Jane? |
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| The key to life is accepting challenges. Once someone stops doing this, he's dead. |
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| The only reason anyone goes to Broadway is because they can't get work in the movies. |
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| The only way you can become a legend is in your coffin |
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| The weak are the most treacherous of us all. They come to the strong and drain them. They are bottomless. They are insatiable. They are always parched and always bitter. They are everyone's concern and like vampires they suck our life's blood. |
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| There are new words now that excuse everybody. Give me the good old days of heroes and villains, the people you can bravo or hiss. There was a truth to them that all the slick credulity of today cannot touch. |
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