At one point I was introduced to a devastatingly handsome young man -- beautiful, really -- with black unruly hair, large sensitive eyes fringed by l….

[Her life with Tony Curtis in 1961:] We were beginning the climb to a higher plateau. Acceptance. Recognition. Status. Security. We only had to hold ….

I don't know what it is I exude. But whatever it is, it's whatever I am!.

... we are the products of our past. ... a web of complexities..

In order to dream, you need to have a springboard which is the facts... It gives it that touch of reality, and I think that's quite important... trut….

Goodbyes are sad, no matter what the promise of tomorrow is..