I do not recall spending long hours in front of a mirror loving my reflection.

We cannot calculate the numbers of people who left, fled or were fished out of Europe just ahead of the Holocaust.

I simply did not want my face to be my talent.

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

I never understood the theory, once popular among doctors, that blamed mental disorders on too little or too much mother love. My own mother was my darling.

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

A flame burns brightest just before it goes out.