How strange when an illusion dies. It's as though you've lost a child.

I truly have a great love for an audience, and I used to want to prove it to them by giving them blood.

I was born at the age of twelve on an MGM lot.

Somewhere over the rainbow, skies are blue, and the dreams that you dare to dream really do come true.

I've never looked through a keyhole without finding someone was looking back.

In the silence of night I have often wished for just a few words of love from one man, rather than the applause of thousands of people.

Soon the sun beams will smile through. Before you jump out of that bed, just know, the thought of you was the first thing that hit my head. Good morning my darling.