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.

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.

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

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

What a different world it was when I first sailed for Europe in 1930, with my mother, sister, and brother to spend six months abroad.

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

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