I don't think I ever understood Hollywood.

Sunset Boulevard opened in August 1950, and it was pronounced the best movie ever made about Hollywood.

There's always a race against time. I don't think for one moment that life gets better. How can it? One's body starts to fall apart.

You go through life in a series of peaks and valleys.

I married Nicholas Ray, the director. People yawned. Later on I married his son, and from the press's reaction - you'd have thought I was committing incest or robbing the cradle!

I remember everything, even the dates. But I don't want others to remember the details, just the image.