[on Las Vegas:] I Love That Town.

Glamour Is What I Sell, It's My Stock In Trade.

The Weak Are More Likely To Make The Strong Weak Than The Strong Are Likely To Make The Weak Strong.

Until They Come To See Us From Their Planet, I Wait Patiently. I Hear Them Saying: Don't Call Us, We'll Call You.

Do Let Him Read The Papers. But Not While You Accusingly Tiptoe Around The Room, Or Perch Much Like A Silent Bird Of Prey On The Edge Of Your Most Uncomfortable Chair. (he Will Read Them Anyway, And He Should Read Them, So Let Him Choose His Own Good Time.) Don't Make A Big Exit. Just Go. But Kiss Him Quickly, Before You Go, Otherwise He Might Think You Are Angry; He Is Used To Suspecting He Is Doing Something Wrong.

I Had No Desire To Be An Film Actress, To Always Play Somebody Else, To Be Always Beautiful With Somebody Constantly Straightening Out Your Every Eyelash. It Was Always A Big Bother To Me.