I have reached a state in life where I can buy a whole house full of chairs and can bump into them until they are black and blue

I'd never been in play long enough for the flowers to die in the dressing room

I am rich from the bequests other gifted people have seen fit to leave to me.

My name is real, which probably explains why I never became a superstar... how would that look in lights?

Like many alcoholics, I was a staggering woman in a chic apartment, sick and utterly disgusting.

I never wanted a Guardian Angel. I didn't ask for one. One was assigned to me.

There are zillions of people who say that alcoholism is a disease, but not many of them believe it