I shudder at the thought of men.... I'm due to fall in love again
When I was young and bold and strong, The right was right, the wrong was wrong. With plume on high and flag unfurled, I rode away to right the world. But now I’m old - and good and bad, Are woven in a crazy plaid. I sit and say the world is so, And wise is s/he who lets it go.
[Requesting her epitaph to read this way:] Excuse my dust.
The only “ism” Hollywood believes in is plagiarism.
It was written without fear and without research.
Well, there are always those who cannot distinguish between glitter and glamour . . . the glamour of Isadora Duncan came from her great, torn, bewildered, foolhardy soul.