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

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

Some women feel the best cure for a broken heart is a new beau.

Cars, furs, and gems were not my weaknesses.

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.

Unlike the stage, I never found it helpful to be good in a bad movie.

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