I've always accepted applause as making me feel worthwhile. I hope I die being applauded. Just put a chaise longue under me and let me go.

I'm still with that feeling that I am afraid of doing the wrong thing, because somebody is going to punish me.

I punish myself more than anybody else does if I am stupid about my actions, and I suffer, really suffer.

I fall in love with myself, and I want someone to share it with me. And I want someone to share me, with me.

I love to tease men with my legs.

The stage floor was a stage of thin ice for me to tread. To hold my own or to sink through and die, never to be remembered.

I've always accepted applause as making me feel worthwhile. I hope I die being applauded. Just put a chaise longue under me and let me go.