“I hope that I have given happiness to others. I hope I have given children to the world, and that I have made some kind of a mark for myself here.”

I don’t want to get involved in the racial situation at the expense of losing fans. I wouldn’t say anything too strong but I do know that God created us equal and we’re not living up to it.

I don’t know why you people [the press] like to compare me to Marilyn or that girl, what’s her name, Kim Novak. Cleavage, of course, helped me a lot to get where I am. I don’t know how they got there.

It is the most wonderful feeling in the world, knowing you are loved and wanted.

No one wants to see or read about a dull subject. I don’t consider myself a dull subject.

Hollywood is the same as any other place when it comes to love, marriage, and divorce … some people have trouble staying married and some people have trouble staying single.

Most girls don’t know what to do with what they’ve got.

A woman should be pink and cuddly for a man.

War is a foolish, childish, animalistic, unthinking, unintelligent way of trying to accomplish a purpose.

We take our children everywhere we go. I don’t believe in having them and then leaving them to someone else to bring up

If you want the best things in life you have to earn them for yourself.

We live to love you more each day.

You gotta have a body.

A 41-inch bust and a lot of perseverance will get you more than a cup of coffee – a lot more.

My father was the only man I ever knew who really loved me unselfishly, who never used me for personal gain.

I’ll have to have a palace, of course. I may not be a princess, but I am a movie queen, and every queen should have a palace.

When I’m 100 I’ll still be doing pin-ups

The constant desire of pleasing which is the peculiar quality of some, may be called the happiest of all desires in this that it rarely fails of attaining its end when not disgraced by affectation.

A cheerful look brings joy to the heart.

A man who both spends and saves money is the happiest man, because he has both enjoyments.

Except for the young or very happy, I can’t say I am sorry for anyone who dies.

Yet is there one more cursed than they all, That canker-worm, that monster, jealousie, Which eats the heart and feeds upon the gall, Turning all love’s delight to misery, Through fear of losing his felicity.

I should like to bury something precious in every place where I’ve been happy and then, when I’m old and ugly and miserable, I could come back and dig it up and remember.

And gladly would he learn and gladly teach.

The happiness consists in realizing that it is all a great strange dream.