You know the passage where Scarlett voices her happiness that her mother is dead, so that she can't see what a bad girl Scarlett has become? Well, that's me.
Streetcar is a most wonderful, wonderful play.
I'm a Scorpio, and Scorpios eat themselves out and burn themselves up like me.
I know I am right for Scarlett. I can convince Mr. Selznick.
Life is too short to work so hard.
One is just an interpreter of what the playwright thinks, and therefore the greater the playwright, the more satisfying it is to act in the plays.
