Every man I meet wants to protect me. I can't figure out what from.
Give a man free hands, and you'll know where to find them.
Don't cry for a man who's left you--the next one may fall for your smile.
Beulah, peel me a grape
All discarded lovers should be given a second chance, but with somebody else.
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)