No One Can Be Gilda Twenty-four Hours

I Guess The Only Jewels Of My Life Were The Pictures I Made With Fred Astaire.

Men Fell In Love With Gilda, But They Wake Up With Me.

I Think All Women Have A Certain Elegance About Them Which Is Destroyed When They Take Off Their Clothes.

We Are All Tied To Our Destiny And There Is No Way We Can Liberate Ourselves.

Sensitive, Shy-of Course I Was. The Fun Of Acting Is To Become Someone Else.