By watching other showgirls, Lucy learned various tricks to defeat starvation during moneyless periods. Whenever she was asked to dine in a restaurant, she became adept at hiding rolls in her handbag for breakfast the next morning.
"Finally I carried a paper bag in my purse just for buttered rolls," she says, "and on roll-less mornings I ate anyway. I’d go to the B. and G. sandwich shops and lurk around the lunch counter hunting for a one-doughnut man. This was a guy who’d order doughnuts and coffee. He’d drink his coffee, eat one doughnut, put down a nickel tip and then get up. I’d do a fast slide onto his stool, yell for a cup of coffee, pay for it with his nickel tip - and eat the other doughnut."
- on her modeling days in the 1930s, The Real Story of Lucille Ball (1954)
“She was a regular girl whom everybody liked and respected. And she was never out of work. The thing was, she knew she was beautiful—and in the ‘40s she was hauntingly beautiful—but she wasn’t afraid to go against her beauty and do funny, crazy things that would draw attention.” [x]
Happy Wedding Anniversary, Lucy & Desi | m. Nov 30th, 1940
"I said to him, ‘Are you still in love with her?’ He said, ‘Yeah.’ He never stopped loving her." - Marcella Rabwin
"It was passionate, romantic, everything you could imagine in a love affair." - Lillian Briggs Winograd
"[Quoting Lucy’s second husband, Gary Morton, following her death] I guess she’s happy now. She’s with Desi." - Paula Stewart
"I was with my father when he died and my mother was the last person that he spoke to. And, all she said to him was "I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you." She just wanted to let him know that she loved him, and he said, “I love you too, honey.” And ten minutes later, he closed his eyes and he went into a coma and he was gone within twenty-four hours. And then I didn’t realize it until the next day that that was their anniversary. It was November 30th, because he died within twenty-four hours, the early morning of December 2nd. They loved each other forever." - Lucie Arnaz