Whenever I write for hotel reservations, I always enclose a set of rules I have made for the hotels.

Only those who are being burned know what fire is like.

If whites bored me, it was because they bored themselves. They seemed to get little fun out of life and were desperately lonely.

In her whole life Mom never earned more than five or six dollars a week. Being without a husband, it was hard for her to find any place at all for us to live.

I could depend a lot on my shaking, though I never shimmied vulgarly and only to express myself.

Mom never quit on me. My only regret is that she didn't live long enough to share some of the money and comforts my work in show business has brought me.

I have reason to be shy. I've been hurt plenty.