Love Is A Publicity Stunt, And Making

In My Dreams I Am Not Crippled. In My Dreams, I Dance.

When I Went To Hollywood In 1927, The Girls Were Wearing Lumpy Sweaters And Skirts. I Was Wearing Sleek Suits And Half Naked Beaded Gowns And Piles And Piles Of Furs.

Most Beautiful Dumb Girls Think They Are Smart And Get Away With It, Because Other People, On The Whole, Aren't Much Smarter.

There Is No Other Occupation In The World That So Closely Resembled Enslavement As The Career Of A Film Star.

For Two Extraordinary Years I Have Been Working On It - Learning To Write - But Mostly Learning How To Tell The Truth. At First It Is Quite Impossible. You Make Yourself Better Than Anybody, Then Worse Than Anybody, And When You Finally Come To See You Are "like" Everybody - That Is The Bitterest Blow Of All To The Ego. But In The End It Is Only The Truth, No Matter How Ugly Or Shameful, That Is Right, That Fits Together, That Makes Real People, And Strangely Enough - Beauty.