The story about me, apocryphal or not, is that I could sing before I spoke. My parents went into bedroom one day and there I was standing in the crib singing God Bless America. — Linda Lavin Copy Share Image
It was always acting, singing and dancing that I loved. Not the horror of performing on the piano in front of an assembled audience… — Linda Lavin Copy Share Image
I didn't want to do anything my mother wanted me to do so surely I wasn't going to sing for her. — Linda Lavin Copy Share Image
Thank God that I am not over 75 so that James Earl Jones knows who the hell I am. — Linda Lavin Copy Share Image
Once you have the pattern of life of this person, the choreography, so to speak, you have the canvas that you present eight times… — Linda Lavin Copy Share Image
Rose was sexy. It was my fantasy about her. She accomplished so much and came from so little in terms of a background that… — Linda Lavin Copy Share Image
My mother gave me singing lessons; that was totally painful, because I couldn't do what she wanted to hear. She used to say: there's… — Linda Lavin Copy Share Image
The play is one of the very few pieces of great dramatic and comic writing that I have read in a long, long time.… — Linda Lavin Copy Share Image
Making a film of a work you've played for six weeks gives you intimate knowledge of the character. By the time you go in… — Linda Lavin Copy Share Image
So I majored in Drama, did all the plays that were possible to do, skated through school in order to be in every production… — Linda Lavin Copy Share Image
We give you this story. It is for the audience to be moved and gut wrenched, not us. It isn't as if we don't… — Linda Lavin Copy Share Image
We do a lot of shows for young people who have probably never been to the theater before and they are learning about the… — Linda Lavin Copy Share Image
I'd forget the piece just before I went out to do the concerto, the panic was too great. This was not anything that gave… — Linda Lavin Copy Share Image
The story about me, apocryphal or not, is that I could sing before I spoke. My parents went into bedroom one day and there… — Linda Lavin Copy Share Image
