I hate myself on the screen. I want to die ... my voice is either too high or too gravelly. I want to dive under the carpet.... I'd love to be tall and willowy ... I'm short.

I prefer rugby to soccer. I enjoy the violence in rugby, except when they start biting each other's ears off.

I love going to rock concerts, I love to lose myself in that vast wave of rhythm and body heat and get on the same vibe.

I had a hollow leg. I could drink everyone under the table and not get drunk. My capacity was terrifying.

I mean, how many young women get a set of rubies just for doing something wholesome like swimming laps? Or win a diamond ring at Ping-Pong with their husband... ? Well, I did, and for all of these memories and the people in my life I feel blessed.

Many in Hollywood viewed the public persona of the young Debbie Reynolds as demure and vulnerable to be a complete facade. Pianist Oscar Levant once quipped, "She's as wistful as an iron factory."

I have the emotions of a child in the body of a woman. I was rushed into womanhood for the movies. It caused me long moments of unhappiness and doubt.