Mary Astor

The man who goes fishing gets something more than the fish he catches.

Once you start asking questions innocence is gone.

I admire nudity and I like sex, and so did a lot of people in the Thirties. But, to me, overexposure blunts the fun_Sex as something beautiful may soon disappear. Once it was a knife so finely honed the edge was invisible until it was touched and then it cut deep. Now it is so blunt that it merely bruises and leaves ugly marks. Nudity is fine in the privacy of my own bedroom with the appropriate partner. Or for a model in life class at art school. Or as portrayed in stone and paint. But I don__ like it used as a joke or to titillate. Or be so bloody frank about.