The whole romantic part of my life was a wipeout. I didn’t even own a belt.
Learning lines is on my mind until I do know them. I’ll read the paper or paint the house to keep from starting to memorize. I’ve never found an easy way.
If I ever completely lost my nervousness I would be frightened half to death.
I was obsessed with being rich and famous.
I sang in the choir for years even though my family belonged to another church.
My dad was a ham too. He could sell those women anything. Of all his sons I was the only one he could trust to sell as well as he could. I was proud of that.
Politicians… talk in generalities and lies and I think they’ve caused all our grief. They’re so awful they’re really funny. I hate thinking this because my dad loved politics.
I don’t know who the hell Paul Lynde is or why he’s funny and I prefer it to be a mystery to me.
I wish I had the nerve not to tip.
Food was a constant topic of conversation in our household.
Sandwiches are wonderful. You don’t need a spoon or a plate!