once you won t remember if you said hollywood hers was the face you d think of her face on every billboard in just a single week she d get ten thousand letters men would offer fortunes for a bloom from her corsage or a few strands of her hair today she s half forgotten but it s the pictures that got small she is the greatest star of all then you can t imagine how fans would sacrifice themselves to touch her shadow there was a maharajah who hanged himself with one of her discarded stockings she s immortal caught inside that flickering light beam is a youth which cannot fade madame s a living legend i ve seen so many idols fall she is the greatest star of all when he d gone i stood looking out the window for a while there was the ghost of a tennis court with faded markings and a sagging net there was an empty pool where clara bow and fatty arbuckle must have swum 10 000 midnights ago and then there was something else the chimp s last rites as if she were laying a child to rest was her life really as empty as that 