Whatever you write about me, don't make it sad.

All I wanted was just what everybody else wants, you know, to be loved.

Dancing in Tijuana when I was 13 — that was my 'summer camp.' How else do you think I could keep up with Fred Astaire when I was 19?

Who wouldn't prefer having breakfast in bed to getting up at the crack of dawn and having a cup of coffee in a studio makeup department?

I think all women have a certain elegance about them which is destroyed when they take off their clothes.

I haven’t had everything from life. I’ve had too much.

Men fell in love with Gilda, but they wake up with me.