
Late Afternoon: gloomy saturday
- EDITH HEAD (costume designer)'Your dresses should be tight enough to show you're a woman and loose enough to show you're a lady.'
“I must learn to love the fool in me – the one who feels too much, talks to much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries. It alone protects me against that utterly self-controlled masterful tyrant whom I also harbor and who would rob me of human aliveness, humility, and dignity but for my fool.”
- from Love me, love my fool: Thoughts from a psychoanalyst’s notebook by Theodore Isaac Rubin
"There’s no happy ending to cocaine. You either die, you go to jail, or else you run out."
“Detox? There’s a bargain. $13,000 for a 3 and a half week treatment. And, folks, I don’t want to sound like a casual user or anything, but if you can come up with $13,000 you don’t have a problem yet!”
Elizabeth Taylor was a great human being. She was a human being, full of imperfections, loves, and passions. And when 90% of the world was hating and fearing homosexuals in the early 1980s, as the AIDS pandemic was still a mysterious, uncontrollable, and potentially unending threat, Elizabeth Taylor had the balls, the intelligence, the experience, and the heroic empathy to put her reputation, persona, and celebrity whole-heartedly into the support of homosexuals and into the honorable pursuit of raising money to find cures to address the growing and horrific plague of AIDS.
'When people say, 'She's got everything', I've got one answer - I haven't had tomorrow.'