I Just Can't Read Music.

I Could See Myself In A White Nurse's Uniform, Working Unnoticed For Many Years And At Last Dying, Unknown, Unmarried And Unsung.

It Became Obvious In 1957 That I Was Endangering My Health By Carrying So Much Weight.

Intelligent Analysis Of The Composer's Intention And Strict Adherence To It Automatically Ensures Sincerity.

I Am Harder On Myself Than Anyone Else Could Be.

After Several Months Of Probation Work, Standing On My Feet Some Ten To Twelve Hours A Day, I Decided That As A Nurse I Was A Pretty Good Entertainer.