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

As soon as I began to earn what might be called fairly large sums, I bought a car and began to explore the country around New York.

I have always examined closely the motives of any group for which I am asked to raise money.

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

This nation loves singing and loves acting.

I vowed that whenever my family needed me, I would give up everything to go to them, no matter what. The show must go on was meaningless to me.

Ice cream was my undoing, and six chocolate milk shakes in a row were nothing to me at one time.