The ultimate of being successful is the luxury of giving yourself the time to do what you want to do.
I am here and you will know that I am the best and will hear me. The color of my skin or the kink of my hair or the spread of my mouth has nothing to do with what you are listening to.
For a long time the only time I felt beautiful -- in the sense of being complete as a woman, as a human being -- was when I was singing.
Art is the only thing you cannot punch a button for. You must do it the old-fashioned way. Stay up and really burn the midnight oil. There are no compromises.
Once you get on stage, everything is right. I feel the most beautiful, complete, fulfilled. I think that's why, in the case of noncompromising career women, parts of our personal lives don't work out. One person can't give you the feeling that thousands of people give you.
On performing in the new Metropolitan Opera House: The ghosts from the old house -- Caruso, Flagstad -- all those folks -- have moved uptown, too. When I'd look up at the gold ceiling, there they'd be, swingin' around, saying to me, "Lee, you mess it up and we'll take care of you!"
I absolutely love her. She is DEFINITELY my role model.
Cabbage Wabbage
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