Next To My Husband And Along With

The Real Lover Is The Man Who Can Thrill You By Kissing Your Forehead.

But Chiefly, No Lies! No Lies About There Being A Santa Claus Or About The World Being Full Of Noble And Honorable People All Eager To Help Each Other And Do Good To Each Other. I'll Tell Her There Are Honor And Goodness In The World, The Same As There Are Diamonds And Radium.

I Remember When I Got The Part In Gentlemen Prefer Blondes. Jane Russell - She Was The Brunette In It And I Was The Blonde. She Got $200,000 For It, And I Got My $500 A Week, But That To Me Was, You Know, Considerable. She, By The Way, Was Quite Wonderful To Me. The Only Thing Was I Couldn't Get A Dressing Room. Finally, I Really Got To This Kind Of Level And I Said, "look, After All, I Am The Blonde, And It Is Gentlemen Prefer Blondes!" Because Still They Always Kept Saying, "remember, You're Not A Star." I Said, "well, Whatever I Am, I Am The Blonde!

Let Yourself Go, The Pleasure Of Physical Movement Is So Important. If That's A Problem, You Say To Yourself, What Is There That I Am Afraid Of, Or Hiding? Maybe Your Libido!

I Knew I Belonged To The Public And To The World, Not Because I Was Talented Or Even Beautiful, But Because I Had Never Belonged To Anything Or Anyone Else.