During the presidential primaries of 1940, I received a request from the Democratic National Committee to sing God Bless America before the speeches.

This nation loves singing and loves acting.

I learn my songs by ear.

I must work hard to make my singing above reproach; there must be no faults which hard work would take care of.

I could see myself in a white nurse's uniform, working unnoticed for many years and at last dying, unknown, unmarried and unsung.

I was always daydreaming about singing in big productions on Broadway.

I am exceedingly lucky that my voice, along with perfect pitch and perfect rhythm, was given me at birth.