The Paramount executives were so pleased with Sunset Boulevard that they asked me to do a publicity tour.

There was no place at all for me in my father's military world.

Life and death. They are somehow sweetly and beautifully mixed, but I don't know how.

When I die, my epitaph should read: She Paid the Bills. That's the story of my private life.

Much as I cared for Joseph Kennedy, he was a classic example of that person in the arts with lots of brains and drive but little taste or talent.

Hollywood's old trick: repeat a successful formula until it dies.

I feel sure that unborn babies pick their parents.