By the time I was 15, my mother had turned me into a real clotheshorse.
The English press treated the world premiere of my first talking picture as a major event.
Hollywood's old trick: repeat a successful formula until it dies.
Writing the story of your own life is a bit like drilling your own teeth.
I feel sure that unborn babies pick their parents.
When I die, my epitaph should read: She Paid the Bills. That's the story of my private life.