Quote by Debra Winger
I was never afraid of failure after that because, I think, coming

I was never afraid of failure after that because, I think, coming that close to death you get kissed. With the years, the actual experience of course fades, but the flavor of it doesnt. I just had a real sense of what choice do I have but to live fully? – Debra Winger

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People pay to see movies with women looking beautiful, but I think there will be a place for me to play women looking my own age. – Debra Winger

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When I was younger I probably didnt understand something basic about tact, but I think it kept faint-hearted people at arms distance and thats not such a bad thing, because life is short and I know the kind of people I want to work with. – Debra Winger

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