"Are you selling your soul to a cold gun ?"
Audrey Hepburn and Ip on the set of Green Mansions, 1958
O God, that I were a man! I would eat his heart in the marketplace.
She wrote a very good essay on sadness, because she was, in fact, a very sad woman. She’d had a very rough childwood, the alcoholism of her father being part of it and the attempted suicide of her mother being another part of it. I think she spent her whole life in a state of fundamental inconsolability and hence got a lot done. I know she was mean, but she was also authentic in one way or another. There’s an authenticity to her irritability that’s rather embracing and a relief because you can tell when people are being insincere, and in the end one did know where one stood. You don’t defend yourself unless you’re profoundly vulnerable. - Emma Thompson about P.L. Travers (x)
Deborah Kerr as Portia in Julius Caesar (1953)
"It’s a bizarre thing, particularly as a young child, to decipher what your parent is doing up on-screen acting like a different person in a fabricated incarnation of ‘Daddy’. He never once asked me to view one of his movies. It wasn’t something we did. No Cary Grant fests for us. One exception occurred when I was three or four. We were in Westhampton, in our friends’ den, where a group had assembled to watch An Affair to Remember. When Dad kissed Deborah Kerr I instantly popped off the couch and marched over to the television set. My young cheeks flushed with rage as I slapped the vixen’s screen cheek. That got a big laugh. No stranger had the right to make out with my father! Maybe it happened in real life but not in front of me." (Jennifer Grant, Cary Grant’s daughter)