"A kiss is a secret told to the mouth instead of the ear; kisses are the messengers of love and tende..." — Ingrid Bergman

I remember one day sitting at the pool and suddenly the tears were streaming down my cheeks. Why was I so unhappy? I had success. I had security. But it wasn't enough. I was exploding inside.

Until 45 I can play a woman in love. After 55 I can play grandmothers. But between those ten years, it is difficult for an actress.

Time is shortening. But every day that I challenge this cancer and survive is a victory for me.

It is not whether you really cry. It's whether the audience thinks you are crying.