Men are my life, diamonds are my career.
Men are like linoleum floors. Lay 'em right and you can walk all over them for years.
Is that a pistol in your pocket or are you just glad to see me? (She made this remark in February 1936, at the railway station in Los Angeles upon her return from Chicago, when a Los Angeles police officer was assigned to escort her home)
Don't come crawlin' to a man for love-he likes to get a run for his money.
Let's get out of these wet clothes and into a dry Martini.
It ain't no sin if you crack a few laws now and then, just so long as you don't break any.