Tallulah [Bankhead] is always skating on thin ice. Everyone wants to be there when it breaks.

Mrs. Campbell once attempted to smuggle her pet Pekingese through customs by tucking him inside the upper part of her cape. "Everything was going splendidly," she later remarked, "until my bosom barked."

I have laid my cheek upon the earth and felt it my mother's bosom.

Tallulah [Bankhead] is always skating on thin ice. Everyone wants to be there when it breaks.

People we love must be loved as they are. It is a want both of wisdom and courage on our part - a sort of drug - this wilful blindness, to blame them, because they fail our vision of them.

I once undertook on behalf of a friend to smuggle a small dog through the customs. I was of ample proportions, and managed to conceal the little dog upon my person. All went well until my bosom barked.

I believe I was impatient with unintelligent people from the moment I was born: a tragedy - for I am myself three-parts a fool.