I walked out of class one day and I never went back.

I walked onstage in a play at prep school, and with childish naivete, told myself, ‘Wow, I’m an actor!’

The choreographer for the Milton Berle show wanted me to audition. I walked away from that.

I ran rather than walked, anxious to lose my way. All I wanted was to be unsure.

Of course the Man was wild too. He was dreadfully wild. He didn’t even begin to be tame till he met the Woman, and she told him that she did not like living in his...

Not wanting the girls to endure the shame of a crazy mother, I spent my days acting as normal as possible. I walked through life, an actor in a Leave it to Beaver episode, determined...

I got off the abutment and walked towards my office.