I go for two kinds of men. The kind with muscles, and the kind without.

I didn't discover curves; I only uncovered them.

Men are like linoleum floors. Lay 'em right and you can walk all over them for years.

The finest woman that ever walked the streets.

Love isn't an emotion or an instinct - it's an art.

Ya know it was a toss-up whether I go in for diamonds or sing in the choir. The choir lost.

Men are all alike - except the one you've met who's different.