Minna Antrim

Between flattery and admiration there often flows a river of contempt.

Satiety is a mongrel that barks at the heels of plenty.

A homely face and no figure have aided many women heavenward.

I was thinking of going to London drama schools or to New York, because France didn't accommodate the things I wanted to do in film.

Another thing that freaks me out is time. Time is like a book. You have a beginning, a middle and an end. It's just a cycle.

It is hardly surprising that women concentrate on the way they look instead of what is in their minds since not much has been put in their minds to begin with.