Quote #7
Behind every gray cloud is another gray cloud.
More from Judy Garland
- Be a first rate version of yourself, not a second rate version of someone else.
- For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
- Tell her I'll sing if she christens a ship first...
- How strange when an illusion dies. It's as though you've lost a child.
- I'm just an Irish biddy
- I can live without money, but I cannot live without love.
- I've never looked through a keyhole without finding someone was looking back.
- I think there's something peculiar about me that I haven't died. It doesn't make sense but I refuse to die.