- Elaine Stritch: [imitating Noel Coward] STRITCHY! Your attempt to keep it light, keep it gay, impossible I'm afraid. The book is not very good, the score is not very good, the direction isn't very good, the choreography is not very good. The leading lady is quite good, indeed, and right now she is alone in her dressing room in tears having a very, very, VERY, large scotch. Take heart, Stritchy! Any leading lady who doesn't do a double take when a nine-foot bear asks her to dance is my kind of actress!
- Elaine Stritch: [she'd been fretting about a potential conflict of Coward's next show with her current gig. Imitating Noel Coward] STRITCHY! I've seen the sitcom. It won't be picked up.
- Elaine Stritch: [of resolving to control her drinking] Two drinks a day, *on* *or* *off* stage. Two drinks a day. *Two* drinks a day. TWO drinks a day. It *doesn't* *work*! Not when you want eleven. And not when you start shopping for wineglasses in the vase department at Bloomingdale's.