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?

I was not cut out to be a rebel.

Wealth, beauty, and fame are transient. When those are gone, little is left except the need to be useful.

I had been introduced to psychotherapy, in which the doctors let you talk, talk, talk, until you find the source of your problem or find another doctor.

My departure from Hollywood was described as a walk-out. No one understood that I was cracking up.

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

A romantic, I think, picks the rose and is careless with the thorn.