I am not the kind of woman who excuses her mistakes while reminding us of what used to be.
I was going to live on my salary or go down swinging.
Hollywood can be hard on women, but it did not cause my problems.
I always tried to play my hunches.
It was the fashion of the time, still is, to feel that all actors are neurotic, or they would not be actors.
The main cause of my difficulties stemmed from the tragedy of my daughter's unsound birth and my inability to face my feelings.
Cars, furs, and gems were not my weaknesses.
I had known Cole Porter in Hollywood and New York, spent many a warm hour at his home, and met the talented and original people who were drawn to him.
I do not recall spending long hours in front of a mirror loving my reflection.
I remember the 1940s as a time when we were united in a way known only to that generation. We belonged to a common cause-the war.
I needed to be accepted, not humored. I intended to act.
Everyone should see Hollywood once, I think, through the eyes of a teenage girl who has just passed a screen test.