For years it never occurred to me to question the judgment of those in charge at the studio.

Nothing strengthens a woman's determination to be in love quite so much as being told that she cannot.

Jealousy is, I think, the worst of all faults because it makes a victim of both parties.

I used to annoy my father by telling him how much I felt luck was with me.

I had known Cole Porter in Hollywood and New York, spent many a warm hour at his home, and met the talented and original people who were drawn to him.

I knew I could not cope with the future unless I was able to rediscover the past.

I ask myself: would I have been any worse off if I had stayed home or lived on a farm, and instead of shock treatments received rest and quiet and the good medication?