I was going to live on my salary or go down swinging.

I had been offered a Hollywood contract before my 18th birthday. It gave me the spark I needed.

I am not the kind of woman who excuses her mistakes while reminding us of what used to be.

It is difficult to write about any form of mental disease, especially your own, without sounding as if you were examining a bug under glass.

In later years, during what might be called my gray-outs — when I was conscious but not myself — I craved foods that were almost always fattening.

In the months leading up to World War II, there was a tendency among many Americans to talk absently about the trouble in Europe. Nothing that happened an ocean away seemed very threatening.

I was fortunate enough to work under directors who were, most of them, brilliant, emotional men.