For The Loot, Honey, For The Loot.

All I Have Going Is My Looks. When My Beauty Goes, I'm Through.

I Am Deeply Superficial.

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

Our Phone Bills Were Astronomical, And When I Found The Letters Frank Wrote Me The Other Day, The Total Could Fill A Suitcase. Every Single Day During Our Relationship, No Matter Where In The World I Was, I'd Get A Telegram From Frank Saying He Loved Me And Missed Me. He Was A Man Who Was Deseperate For Companionship And Love. Can You Wonder That He Always Had Mine!

I Have Only One Rule In Acting - Trust The Director And Give Him Heart And Soul.