If I were free to choose from everybody alive, just snap my fingers and say come here you, I wouldn’t pick José. Nehru, he’s nearer the mark. Wendell Willkie. I’d settle for Garbo any day. Why not? A person ought to be able to marry men or women or—listen, if you came to me and said you wanted to hitch up with Man O’ War, I’d respect your feeling. No, I’m serious. Love should be allowed. I’m all for it.
