I am responsible for no one but myself.

I loved playing the part of the feisty Annie Sullivan in The Miracle Worker

Alcohol is a very patient drug. It will wait for the alcoholic to pick it up one more time.

At awards time, The Exorcist was nominated in 11 categories, everybody but the janitor was up for an Oscar. There was no category for what I did.

My only true harmony lies deep within my soul, wherever that is. I know that somehow I am in tune with the universe.

I believe in joy, but I believe in the flip-side, agony.

I can choose to accelerate my disease to an alcoholic death or incurable insanity, or I can choose to live within my thoroughly human condition.

One of the cruelest judgments sustained against me is that I have spoken out as a recovered alcoholic to stimulate my acting career.

Aside from my son, no person has ever shown for me the gentle concern I knew from Governor Adlai Stevenson.

I have reached a state in life where I can buy a whole house full of chairs and can bump into them until they are black and blue

I'd never been in play long enough for the flowers to die in the dressing room

Some people say beware of enemies. Some say beware of friends and some say beware of frenemies, but the most dangerous people are those that will hurt you and still play the victim.

Never make permanent eternal decisions based on sense knowledge.

We planted flowers last year and I didn't know if I'd be alive to see them come up.

The dream, alone, is of interest. What is life, without a dream?

We're always trying to do a better job on that and that's what we'll continue to do.

The old field of space, time, matter, and the senses is to be weeded, dug, and sown for a new crop. We may be tired of that old field: God is not.

Jem cried out with all his remaining strength. You cannot go where I am going! Nor would I want that for you!

For two years nobody talked about anything other than the name arrangement. There was no fund-raising and no progress being made on construction and design.

When I was in college, I lost my scholarship one year. I had enough money for tuition, but not room and board. So I camped in the hills.

I am not here concerned with intent, but with scientific standards, especially the ability to tell the difference between a fact, an opinion, a hypothesis, and a hole in the ground.