When Stars Collide

Garbo by Bull, Dove by Freulich.


































I remember meeting her when there was a party at the Biltmore. All of the picture people who were there respected her privacy. It was when we were leaving the party and waiting outside for our cars to be brought around that she said to me in a low voice, "My name is Garbo." And I responded in a similar tone of voice, "My name is Dove."

Dove on Garbo
From the book At The Center Of The Frame by William M. Drew.