In The Theater Lying Is Looked Upon

It's Unlikely I'll Ever Submit To A Psychiatrist's Couch. I Don't Want Some Stranger Prowling Around Through My Psyche, Monkeying With My Id. I Don't Need An Analyst To Tell Me That I Have Never Had Any Sense Of Security. Who Has?

Acting Is A Form Of Confession.

[on Being Asked In Her Later Years If She Were Tallulah:] I'm What's Left Of Her, Dahling.

They Aren't Making Mirrors Like They Use To.

A Frozen Daiquiri Of A Scorching Afternoon Is Soothing. It Makes Living More Tolerable.