Deep down, I'm pretty superficial.

I hate journalists. I don't trust them.

I never played a woman who was smarter than me.

It's a pity nobody believes in simple lust anymore.

What's the point? My face, shall we say, looks lived in.

I do owe Mickey one thing: he taught me how much I enjoyed sex.

I was born with good health and a strong body and spent years abusing them.

I have only one rule in acting - trust the director and give him heart and soul.

It's a shame that it didn't work out with Mick. I was hopelessly in love with him.

I think the most vulgar thing about Hollywood is the way it believes its own gossip.

I did a lot of hokey movies when I was starting out at MGM. Good and bad, mostly bad.

There was no way the marriages could have survived. Nor do I regret that they didn't.

I go on tremendous health kicks - exercise, yogurt, no booze. Of course, I smoke too much.

I think the main reason my marriages failed is that I always loved too well but never wisely.

The marriages to Mickey and Artie were easy come, easy go. I called them my 'starter husbands!'

Mickey - the smallest husband I ever had and the biggest mistake I ever made - well, that year, it was.

I'm not saying my own looks don't give the game away. Nothing I can do about that anymore. A nip and tuck ain't gonna do it.

It's fine being stared at as a pretty girl, but not as a freak. When I tried to make myself ugly, they said, 'Oh, she's lost her looks.'

Sing me not a song; let me hear your recital of veneration and respect; this I will listen to over and over when I share your need of pleasing.

Mama, you know, poor baby, she'd had her family all finished: four daughters and a couple of sons, and suddenly, I arrived in her midlife on Christmas Eve 1922.

Because I was promoted as a sort of a siren and played all those sexy broads, people made the mistake of thinking I was like that off the screen. They couldn't have been more wrong.

Nobody could pile on the applesauce like Mickey. He was the best liar in the world - well, Frank Sinatra can tell a good story, too, but I don't believe he was ever unfaithful to me.

To be possessed when you are a child is just a wonderful feeling. It makes you feel safe. It makes you feel loved. But later if anyone tried to possess me - oh boy, I was out of there.

I fell down in Hyde Park with a friend who'd had a hip operation, and neither of us could get up again. People must have thought we were a couple of drunks rolling around and walked on by.

I suffered, I really suffered, with all three of my husbands. And I tried damn hard with all three, starting each marriage certain that it was going to last until the end of my life. Yet none of them lasted more than a year or two.

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