Sing Me Not A Song; Let Me

Fame Gives You Everything You Never Wanted.

Elizabeth Taylor Is Not Beautiful, She Is Pretty—i Was Beautiful.

I Haven't Taken An Overdose Of Sleeping Pills And Called My Agent. I Haven't Been In Jail, And I Don't Go Running To The Psychiatrist Every Two Minutes. That's Something Of An Accomplishment These Days.

I Either Write The Book Or Sell The Jewels. And I'm Kinda Sentimental About The Jewels.

I Thought I Was Making Fifty Dollars A Week [at Mgm], But It Turned Out To Be $35 Because Twelve Weeks Of The Year You Were On Layoff. It Was White Slavery, And It Lasted For Seventeen Years.