I spent an entire evening seated between Fred Astaire and Gene Kelly, being charmed from either side. It was pure Hollywood magic.

My mother was electric onstage, and I vividly recall the extraordinary power she had over her audiences.

A gay man has no business leading on a heterosexual woman.

The one thing I never questioned about my mother was whether she loved me.

I choose not to think of my life as surviving, but coping.

If you really want to kill yourself, you get a gun and blow your head off.

My mother wasn’t rational those last years; if she had been, she would have been horrified by her own behavior.

A star needs all the rest she can get.

The only difference between the Bel Air of the ’90s and the Bel Air of my childhood is that now the nannies are Latina instead of British, and the cars European instead of American.

I had grown up accustomed to living a life of high drama.

Instead of joyfully looking forward to my birth, my mother began systematically preparing for her own death. She was fatalistic.

My mother’s life had been destroyed by the Garland legend.

Although I loved Liza as a little girl, it would be true to say I really didn’t know her.

The sicker mother got, the stranger the people surrounding her became. I called them The Garland Freaks.

I have a healthy body, free of the chemicals that once controlled it.

It was at one of the parties at our house that The Rat Pack got started.

My mother’s suicide attempts were a way to release anxiety and get attention. Some of the attempts were drug reactions she didn’t even remember later on.

At 15, I still thought my mother would live forever.

There is a time of reckoning in all our lives.

I have spent much of my adult life flinching with pain as I tried to pull out the threads that bound the shadows of my past to me.

Life will force ou to make changes you never wanted to make.

My sister Liza and I have never felt that we were in competition.

Barry Manilow has gone from being the love of my life to being a friend for life.

Vincente understood all too well what was happening to Liza; he had gone through it 40 years earlier with my mother.

I used drugs as a social activity; a way to have fun with friends.

One trait of addictive families is that we never recognize our own addictions.

One of the oddities about being Judy Garland’s daughter was that everyone treated my mother with such awe that they would never have asked me the normal questions kids get about their moms.

Between them, my parents had 10 marriages.

When I look back at The Judy Garland Show, I have such mixed feelings. It broke my mother’s heart when they canceled it.

I was born in a blender.

People are always asking me what it’s like to be Judy Garland’s daughter. It’s hard to be a legend’s child.

People come up to me as I leave the stage after a performance and tell me tey saw my mother onstage with me every time I sing. I keep a sense of humor about it.

Children have a way of forcing you back into the present moment.

When your parent is a public idol, you never really have a chance to lay that parent to rest.

Living in continual chaos is exhausting, frightening. The catch is that it’s also very addictive.

To me, being grown-up meant smoking cigarettes, drinking cocktails, and dressing up in high heels and glamourous outfits.

Sinatra was just one of Mom’s friends.

Dinah had all the class.

The world fell apart. Sirhan Sirhan shot Bobby Kennedy. Why were people shooting all the Kennedys? Had the country gone mad?

Liza is in the tabloids almost as much as our mother was. She has struggled with her own ghosts and shadows.

When I got a call from Los Angeles to do the Tonight Show, I considered it more of an inconvenience than an opportunity.

The eyebrow pencil and false eyelashes were essential; my mother didn’t feel dressed without them.

Dodi got a lot of criticism when he began dating Princess Diana. No one seemed to think he was good enough for her.

When my mother signed at MGM, that was the only kind of contract you could sign. There was no such thing as an independent agent.

My mother should have been Jewish. She could have taught a class on how to induce guilt.

When you’re Judy Garland and you want something, you just pick up the phone and call somebody. Anybody.

The high point of my entire junior high school career was going backstage to meet George Harrison. I was simply awestruck.

Even at al my mother’s concerts, I had never seen people go crazy the way they did with the Beatles.

Studio 54 made Halloween in Hollywood look like a PTA meeting.

My mother was a phoenix who always expected to rise from the ashes of her latest disaster. She loved being Judy Garland.