I'm Pretty, But I'm Not Beautiful.

I Had To Use My Wits Or Else I'd Have Been Sunk - And Nothings Going To Sink Me. Everyone Was Always Pulling At Me, Tugging At Me, As If They Wanted A Piece Of Me. It Was Always, 'do This, Do That,' And Not Just On The Job But Off, Too. God, I've Tried To Stay Intact, Whole.

Maybe I’ll Never Be Able To Do What I Hope To, But At Least I Have Hope.

I Have Feelings Too. I Am Still Human. All I Want Is To Be Loved, For Myself And For My Talent.

There Are No Women Who Do Not Like Perfume, There Are Women Who Have Not Found Their Scent.

It's A Terrible Thing To Be Lonesome, Especially In The Middle Of A Crowd.