They say her eyes were the color of violet.
"I might run from her for a thousand years and she is still my baby child.
Our love is so furious that we burn each other out."
She was an extraordinary beauty.
'At thirty-four she is an extremely beautiful woman, lavishly endowed by nature with a few flaws in the masterpiece: She has an insipid double chin, her legs are too short and she has a slight potbelly. She has a wonderful bosom, though'
"Elizabeth has great worries about becoming a cripple because her feet sometimes have no feeling in them. She asked if I would stop loving her if she had to spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair. I told her that I didn`t care if her legs, bum and bosoms fell off and her teeth turned yellow. And she went bald. I love that woman so much sometimes that I cannot believe my luck. She has given me so much."
She was a child star that exuded innocence and knowing .
'She is a wildly exciting love-mistress, she is shy and witty, she is nobody's fool, she is a brilliant actress, she is beautiful beyond the dreams of pornography... she is an ache in the stomach when I am away from her, and she loves me! ... And I'll love her till I die.'
'I love her, not for her breasts, her buttocks or her knees but for her mind. It is inscrutable. She is like a poem. '
Celluloid loved her. Men adored her.
' My blind eyes are desperately waiting for the sight of you. You don’t realise of course, E.B., how fascinatingly beautiful you have always been, and how strangely you have acquired an added and special and dangerous loveliness.'
'You will never, of course, because you are too young, understand the idea of loneliness. I love you better than buckets of brine poured over a boiling body, than ice cream laved on a parched mouth, than sanity smoothed over madness ...'
what do you expect from such a woman?
Elizabeth Taylor
requiescat in pace
February 27, 1932 – March 23, 2011
all quotes are Richard Burton's
their story here
extracts from Furious Love: Elizabeth Taylor And Richard Burton And The Marriage Of The Century by Sam Kashner and Nancy Schoenberger,
