Mr. Hitler was big on me. He kept writing and inviting me to come to Germany, and if the war hadn't started when it did, I would have gone and I would have taken a gun out of my purse and shot him, because I am the only person who would not have been searched.

I want to be left alone.

Gimme a visky with a ginger ale on the side - and don't be stinchy, beby.

it's difficult in Hollywood to be allowed to try anything. It's all a terrible compromise. There is no time for art. All that matters is what they call box office.

I never met a man I could marry.

I smoke all the time, one after the other.

The story of my life is about back entrances, side doors, secret elevators and other ways of getting in and out of places so that people won't bother me.