“Remember that awful book that was written about Jean [Harlow]? That´s typical of the school of biography that seeks to fit the reality to the image. It was claimed she ran around San Francisco getting drunk and sleeping with cabdrivers. She was with me or Bill, for God´s sake, and when we worked she hung around on set. Oh, it makes me wild when I think about that rubbish that´s printed! Most of it is trash, believe me, but the worst part of it is that people believe what they read. The written word has some kind of sanctity. I can´t even discuss the book that Joan´s daughter wrote; It makes me ill to think of it. Joan and I were friends for fifty years and the person I knew wasn´t like that. Why don´t people consider the source? I worked with Christina and saw how her mind operates. The book Margaret Sullivan´s daughter wrote is just as bad. Maggie gave up the best years of her career to raise those children, and that´s what she gets. And these so-called secret lives infuriate me. That stuff used to be confided to the Police Gazette. Now there seems almost diabolical desire to destroy - The rule of sensationalism at any cost. Imagine calling Errol Flynn a Nazi Spy, My God! He was never sober long enough. How can they print such things? Recently some bird in Toronto swore that he recruited me as a United States spy during World War II. How idiotic! I spent the war years in New York and Washington working for the Red Cross. What do they want of us? They´re really having a field day tearing apart all these people they adored for so long.”
Myrna Loy