I was making love to a man, a man I hardly even know. He was kissing the face off me and I was kissing the face off him. And I found it highly satisfactory.

It isn't that gentlemen really prefer blondes, it's just that we look dumber.

Fate keeps on happening.

If Hollywood hadn't existed, Elinor Glyn would have had to invent it.

I was making love to a man, a man I hardly even know. He was kissing the face off me and I was kissing the face off him. And I found it highly satisfactory.

Men are weak and constantly need reassurance, so now that they fail to find adulation in the opposite sex, they're turning to each other. Less and less do men need women. More and more do gentlemen prefer gentlemen.

Show business is the best possible therapy for remorse.