Dammit, don't you dare ask God to help me!

Dammit, don't you dare ask God to help me!

Learn to breathe, learn to speak, but first... learn to feel.

You have to be self-reliant and strong to survive in this town. Otherwise you will be destroyed.

I'd like to think every director I've worked with has fallen in love with me, I know Dorothy Arzner did.

Women's Lib? Poor little things. They always look so unhappy. Have you noticed how bitter their faces are?

Recently I heard a 'wise guy' story that I had a party at my home for twenty-five men. It's an interesting story, but I don't know twenty-five men I'd want to invite ta a party.