Dancing came easy to me.

Smart writers never understand why their satires on our town are never successful. What they refuse to accept is that you can't satirize a satire.

You had to stand in line to hate him.

Hollywood was always heartbreak town, though most of the world fancied it to be Shangri-La, King Solomon's mines, and Fort Knox rolled into one big ball of 24-karat gold.

Nobody's interested in sweetness and light.

About once every six months someone notifies me that Lucy and Desi Arnaz are separating.

Dancing came easy to me.