I Got Rid Of All Those Reporters.

I Was Glamorous Because Of Magicians Like George Folsey, James Wong Howe, Oliver Marsh, Ray June, And All Those Other Great Cinematographers. I Trusted Those Men And The Other Experts Who Made Us Beautiful. The Rest Of It I Didn't Give A Damn About. I Didn't Fuss About My Clothes, My Lighting, Or Anything Else, But, Believe Me, Some Of Them Did.

I Was A Homely Kid With Freckles That Came Out Every Spring And Stuck On Me Till Christmas.

Most Of The Sex I've Seen On The Screen Looks Like An Expression Of Hostility Towards Sex.

I Had These Slinky Eyes And A Sense Of Humor.

When I Think Of [my Relationship With Gable], Considering The Way It Started, It Was Curious. We Became Devoted To Each Other. We Weren't Lovers-he Was In Love With Carole Lombard...we Eventually Became More Like Siblings. Nobody Believes That And You Can Understand Why...but Our Relationship Was Unique. Oh He Sometimes Gave Me The Macho Routine When People Were Watching But He Changed When We Were Alone.