At 50, I thought proudly: Here we are, half century! Being 60 was fairly frightening. You want to know how I spent my 70th birthday? I put on a completely black face, a fuzzy black Afro wig, wore black clothes and hung a black wreath on my door.

I would take a bad script and a good director any day against a good script and a bad director.

I went back to work because someone had to pay for the groceries.

If everybody likes you, you're pretty dull.

Actually, I think business women are better women at home, if you want to know the truth because you do understand what goes into a day's work out in the world, a very nerve-racking affair.

One can be respected with the truth in Hollywood just as much as anywhere else you know or else I wouldn't have had a career.

There's only one way to work -- like hell.