Fame Gives You Everything You Never Wanted.

I Either Write The Book Or Sell The Jewels. And I'm Kinda Sentimental About The Jewels.

Love Is Nothing But A Pain In The Ass

I Think The Main Reason My Marriages Failed Is That I Always Loved Too Well But Never Wisely.

I Dealt With Men Who Had Tempers, And Who Could Get Violent-lord Knows How I Had To Defend Myself Against Howard Hughes And Frank Sinatra, And From Artie Shaw's Verbal Abuse. But George [c. Scott] Was A Different Category Of Animal When He Got Drunk. He'd Break Into My Hotel Room, Which He Did In Italy, London And At The Beverly Hills Hotel, Attack Me To Where I Was Frightened For My Life, And Scream, 'why Won't You Marry Me?' Well, I Would Never Marry A Man Who Couldn't Control His Liquor. Me, I'm A Happy Drunk. I Laugh, I Dance. I Certainly Don't Break Bottles And Threaten To Kill.

After My Screen Test, The Director Clapped His Hands Gleefully And Yelled: “she Can't Talk! She Can't Act! She's Sensational!”