I became an absolute despote at the age of two. The tamtrum got me what I wanted. My demands were frightening and unusual. My passion for order and perfection were unheard of in a child so young. An untied lace on a shoe, a wrinkle on a dress, drove me into fury.
I should have been spanked until I stood in firm peaks.
Bette Davis, The Lonely Life
William Powell rings a gong with style in The Ex-Mrs. Bradford (1936)