- To me it was a normal childhood. I mean, there would be George Gershwin playing the piano. Once Charlie Chaplin came to a party. He had the smallest hands and feet of anyone I ever saw.
- I am a great living argument for environment over heredity. I couldn't be more like my mom and dad. And I'm not sure they didn't love me more because of the adoption. They always said 'we chose you.'
- [speaking in 2014] They picked me out as a bundle at the orphan home when I was 3 months old. I was cute as a button - that's what Daddy said. He said I smiled at him. Maybe he told me a joke. Anyway, they brought me home to 158 West 58th Street, where we lived for a very short time, with the nanny and I in a little apartment on the same floor alongside my parents. This was when Daddy was still working at the New York Times as drama editor in 1925. Then we moved to a house on East 63rd Street, just down the block here. That's where I did most of my growing up. I passed the building not long ago and saw a man come out and lock the door of my old house. And for just an instant I was tempted to ask him to let me in to look around. But I couldn't do it.
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