[On the metaphysical:] ... I knew in some marvelous way I had touched the hem of the unknown. And being me, I wanted to lift that hemline a little bit more.
men are not realists - only women are.
Let's get out of these wet clothes and into a dry Martini.
I know so much about men because I went to night school.
Ladies who play with fire must remember that smoke gets in their eyes.
I never needed Panavision and stereophonic sound to woo the world. I did it in black and white on a screen the size of a postage stamp. Honey, that's talent.