Behind Every Cloud Is Another Cloud.

When I Die I Have Visions Of Fags Singing 'over The Rainbow' And The Flag At Fire Island Being Flown At Half Mast.

It's Lonely And Cold On The Top... Lonely And Cold.

You Know Something? I'm Decent! There Isn't A Great Deal Of Decency In The World, Especially In Our Business, And I'm One Of The Few Really Decent Ladies Around.

Somewhere Over The Rainbow, Skies Are Blue, And The Dreams That You Dare To Dream Really Do Come True.

I've Always Taken 'the Wizard Of Oz' Very Seriously, You Know. I Believe In The Idea Of The Rainbow. And I've Spent My Entire Life Trying To Get Over It.