I Have Three Phobias ...: I Hate

Nobody Can Be Exactly Like Me. Sometimes Even I Have Trouble Doing It.

No Man Worth His Salt, No Man Of Spirit And Spine, No Man For Whom I Could Have Any Respect, Could Rejoice In The Identification Of Tallulah's Husband. It's Tough Enough To Be Bogged Down In A Legend. It Would Be Even Tougher To Marry One.

It's The Good Girls Who Keep Diaries; The Bad Girls Never Have The Time.

All My Life I've Been Terrible At Remembering People's Names. I Once Introduced A Friend Of Mine As Martini. Her Name Was Actually Olive.

[to The Man Who Came Up To Her At A Party And Exclaimed Effusively, 'tallulah! I Haven't Seen You For 41 Years!':] I Thought I Told You To Wait In The Car.