I would fight dragons, I would walk over flaming coals, I would enter the Valley of the Dead, if I thought I might have a chance of your heart.
Oliver did not seem to understand that the only real fulfilment on this earth was to be gained through hard work. Life as a series of momentary pleasures satisfied no one. He needed to make an investment in it, an investment of himself.
Especially as I was an old friend, or at least I was a person she had known for a long time, which after a certain point is almost the same thing…
It is a truism but it is still true that the longer one knows people the less relevant it becomes whether or not one liked them initially.
Education. Experience. Or are they the same thing?
Do you think he’s the murderer?””It’s worse than that — he’s an actor!
If there’s one thing I don’t look for in a maid, it’s discretion. Except with my own secrets, of course.
Nor should they be, but everyone needs to feel they’re part of something worthwhile. That, in the last analysis, their life has some meaning in a larger context. The questions is what am I part of? What have I done?
Most of the soap operas always use the Christmas special to kill huge quantities of their characters. So they have trams coming off their rails, or cars slamming into each other or burning buildings. It’s a general clean-out.
I always like to arrive at the airport early to enjoy breakfast and lounge about so that when I get on the plane all my travel fever has disappeared.
A lot of actors find it impossible not to ask for the audience’s sympathy. They have a need to twinkle.