Only Good Girls Keep Diaries. Bad Girls

I Detest Acting Because It Is Sheer Drudgery.

Going Down On A Woman Gives Me A Stiff Neck, Going Down On A Man Gives Me Lockjaw And Conventional Sex Gives Me Claustrophobia.

I Have Three Phobias ...: I Hate Going To Bed, Get Up And Hate Hate Being Alone.

Wracked With A Hangover I Do My Muttering Over A Black Velvet, A Union Of Champagne And Stout. Don't Be Swindled Into Believing There's Any Cure For A Hangover. I've Tried Them All: Iced Tomatoes, Hot Clam Juice, Brandy Peaches. Like The Common Cold It Defies Solution. Time Alone Can Stay It. The Hair Of The Dog? That Way Lies Folly. It's As Logical As Trying To Put Out A Fire With Applications Of Kerosene.

For Acting, Darlings, Is The World's Most Perilous Trade. Compared With Actors, Steeple Jacks And Deep-sea Divers Lead Snug And Placid Lives.