I want to die with my high heels on, still in action.

Almost as many inhumanities are committed in the name of love as in the name of religion.

I firmly believe, however, that if your children have never hated you, you have failed as a parent.

One can make more enemies as a female with a brain, I think.

I work to stay alive.

Playing our parts. Yes, we all have to do that and from childhood on, I have found that my own character has been much harder to play worthily and far harder at times to comprehend than any of the roles I have portrayed.

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.