I never wear mascara; I laugh until I cry too often.
I've been forgotten by our Good Lord.
Always keep your smile. That's how I explain my long life.
I took pleasure when I could. I acted clearly and morally and without regret. I'm very lucky.
I see badly, I hear badly, and I feel bad, but everything's fine.
Death doesn't frighten me; now I can think peacefully of ending a long life.