Nellie Melba Quotes

“If I'd been a housemaid I'd have been the best in Australia-I couldn't help it. It's got to be perfection for me.”

“If I'd been a housemaid I'd have been the best in Australia-I couldn't help it. It's got to be perfection for me.”

“Joy is the feeling of grinning on the inside.”

“One of the drawbacks of Fame is that one can never escape from it.”

“If it is to be, it's up to me.”

“For four to six months at a time, I would barely eat. I lived on a diet of Melba toast, carrots, and black coffee.”

“Joy is the feeling of grinning on the inside.”

“...at least that would explain the weeping and moaning emanating from the woman’s bedroom at night. It woke her regularly and created an illusion which suggested disembodied spirits roamed the corridors. And if there was one thing Melba would not have it was disembodied spirits roaming the corridors...”

“Khrushchev, too, looks like the kind of man his physicians must continually try to diet, and historians will some day correlate these sporadic deprivations, to which he submits “for his own good,” with his public tantrums. If there is to be a world cataclysm, it will probably be set off by skim milk, Melba toast, and mineral oil on the salad.”

“But if Miss Golightly remained unconscious of my existence, except as a doorbell convenience, I became, through the summer, rather an authority on hers. I discovered, from observing the trash-basket outside her door, that her regular reading consisted of tabloids and travel folders and astrological charts; that she smoked an esoteric cigarette called Picayunes; survived on cottage cheese and Melba Toast; that her vari-colored hair was somewhat self-induced. The same source made it evident that she received V-letters by the bale. They were torn into strips like bookmarks. I used occasionally to pluck myself a bookmark in passing. Remember and miss you and rain and please write and damn and goddamn were the words that recurred most often on these slips; those, and lonesome and love.”

“Amy turned to Nellie. "Can you create a diversion to draw the clerk outside?"The au pair was wary. "What kind of diversion?""You could pretend to be lost," Dan proposed. "The guy comes out to give you directions, and we slip inside.""That's the most sexist idea I've ever heard," Nellie said harshly. "I'm female, so I have to be clueless. He's male, so he's got a great sense of direc”