A Woman Must Make Her Fortune Before

I Speak English, So I Am No Longer Cute. My Tongue Itches For French.

If I Get Married, I Think I'd Pick Out A Newspaperman Rather Than A Millionaire. A Newspaperman Is A Regular Fellow.

I Want To See People Turn And Writhe; Make Them Feel Things They Cannot See And Sometimes Do Not Know.

How Many Women Have The Courage To Start Properly With A Cold, Cold Bath Early In The Morning? I Jump In, Throw The Water, Cold As Ice, And After The First Plunge I Am Happy.

I Wish To Please The People, But I Want To Make Them Cry, Perhaps. There, I Have Said It.