For The Loot, Honey, For The Loot.

I Want To Remember It All, The Good Times And The Bad Times, The Late Nights, The Boozing, The Dancing Into Dawns, And All The Great And Not-so-great People I Met And Loved In Those Years.

Doing Nothing Feels Like Floating On Warm Water To Me. Delightful, Perfect.

After My Screen Test, The Director Clapped His Hands Gleefully And Yelled: “she Can't Talk! She Can't Act! She's Sensational!”

Our Phone Bills Were Astronomical, And When I Found The Letters Frank Wrote Me The Other Day, The Total Could Fill A Suitcase. Every Single Day During Our Relationship, No Matter Where In The World I Was, I'd Get A Telegram From Frank Saying He Loved Me And Missed Me. He Was A Man Who Was Deseperate For Companionship And Love. Can You Wonder That He Always Had Mine!

Fame And Fortune Does Not Mean Anything If You Don't Have A Happy Home.