There are good days and there are bad days, and this is one of them.

Over and over I marvel at the blessings of my life: Each year has grown better than the last.

Boys, if you don't stick together, how do you expect me to follow you-ah?

To be granted some kind of usable talent and to be able to use it to the fullest extent of which you are capable - this, to me, is a kind of joy that is almost unequaled.

One thing all stage mothers share is an overpowering ambition for their daughters.

If I live to be 90, and I'm planning to, I'll always love performing for a live audience.

We really were a very musical family. In spite of the fact that we were so poor when I was a youngster that supper was often just a bowl of bread and milk, Father somehow managed to squeeze out enough pennies to buy us a small pump organ, and I just loved this instrument too.