When I Come Into The Theatre I

Sometimes I Dread The Truth Of The Lines I Say. But The Dread Must Never Show.

Who Could Quarrel With Clark Gable? We Got On Well. Whenever Anyone On The Set Was Tired Or Depressed, It Was Gable Who Cheered That Person Up. Then The Newspapers Began Printing The Story That Gable And I Were Not Getting On. This Was So Ridiculous It Served Only As A Joke. From The Time On The Standard Greeting Between Clark And Myself Became, 'how Are You Not Getting On Today?'

Scarlett Tells Mammy: "i'm Too Young To Be A Widow." She Weeps To Her Mother: "my Life Is Over. Nothing Will Ever Happen To Me Anymore." Her Mother Comforts Her: "it's Only Natural To Want To Look Young And Be Young When You Are Young."

I Am Going To Be A Great Actress.

Fiddle-dee-dee. War, War, War. This War Talk's Spoiling All The Fun At Every Party This Spring. I Get So Bored I Could Scream. Besides, There Isn't Going To Be Any War. . . . If Either Of You Boys Says 'war' Just Once Again, I'll Go In The House And Slam The Door.