All the most successful people these seem to be neurotic. Perhaps we should stop being sorry for them and start being sorry for me - for being so confounded normal.
I came over here [Hollywood] to act, but it turned out all I had to do was to be high-minded, long suffering, white-gloved and decorative.
I was mad about ballet, but I grew too tall, and when I eventually realized I'd never become the second Margot Fonteyn, I auditioned for a play instead and got the part.
[about her work in From Here to Eternity (1953)] I don't think anyone knew I could act until I put on a bathing suit.
I'm almost hysterical at the thought of making people cry with joy 30-odd years after ]Cary Grant] and I did our stuff. I've certainly shed tears at An Affair to Remember (1957), even though I know all the tricks of movie magic that went into it. Believe me, Cary and I knew how to kiss. When we did a love scene, we may not have been trying to swallow each other but, for those brief moments, we just loved each other.
One of my favorite photographs is a behind the scenes of Grant and Kerr in an Affair to Remember showing the top half of the staircase kiss. It would have been very easy for the two to just sort of lean in since only their feet were in frame but they went for it and how, and it shows in those feet. Beautiful.
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