Well, whatever I am, I am the blonde!

She was a girl who knew how to be happy even when she was sad. And that’s important—you know

Being a sex symbol is a heavy load to carry, especially when one is tired, hurt and bewildered.

It's nice to be included in people's fantasies but you also like to be accepted for your own sake.

I lay in bed at night crying to myself. The only one who loved me and watched over me was someone I couldn't see or hear or touch.

Girdles and wire stays should have never been invented. No man wants to hug a padded bird cage.

I wanted to ask a thousand questions, but there was no one to ask. Besides I knew that people only told lies to children-lies about everything from soup to Santa Claus.