I am a woman meant for a man, but I never found a man who could compete.

The act of sex, gratifying as it may be, is God's joke on humanity. It is man's last desperate stand at superintendency.

Women are the essential part of the theater but the writers are not writing about women. I think they're too perplexed about the whole female situation probably.

I was so uncomfortable at a party recently when the conversation droned on about women who are constantly getting married. I was on the edge of my chair, close to squirming in embarrassment because I myself was guilty of four husbands. I finally leaned forward and squeaked, 'But one died!

People stood on their chairs, cheering and waving. And it was all for me! Waves of love flooded the stage and washed over me. I started to cry. The sweetness of such a moment is impossible to describe. One is both lover and beloved. ... I'd found the one true, enduring romance of my life.

I think men have got to change an awful lot. They still prefer the little woman.

You mustn't miss the moment. There's only one first sailing into Rio harbor.