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

Neiman-Marcus is one thing, and the Dallas Cowboys are another.

While I am rehearsing a play, I try to read nothing that might distract my concentration from the work in progress.

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

Aside from my son, no person has ever shown for me the gentle concern I knew from Governor Adlai Stevenson.

Nobody understands that by the time the addiction has set in the alcoholic is mandated to drink ... he cannot not drink! Nobody wakes up in the morning and says, 'Jiminy Cricket, I feel sensational! My life is really in great shape! I think I'll become an alcoholic!' I firmly believe that when a shaking-to-pieces alcoholic says he needs a drink or he will die, he means it.

Alcohol is a very patient drug. It will wait for the alcoholic to pick it up one more time.