“Ken, the Tot of Destiny, had turned into the Marquis de Sade, and I in response had become a virago.”

— Elaine Dundy

On the deterioration of her marriage to Kenneth Tynan, as quoted in her obituary in The Telegraph (6 May 2008) http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/obituaries/1933071/Elaine-Dundy.html?source=rss

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American journalist, actress 1921–2008

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