Vulgarity is, in reality, nothing but a modern, chic, pert descendant of the goddess Dullness.

Picasso was a delightful, kindly, friendly, simple little man. When I met him he was extremely excited and overjoyed that his mother-in-law had just died, and he was looking forward to the funeral.

I'm dying, but otherwise I'm in very good health.

I have often wished I had time to cultivate modesty... but I am too busy thinking about myself.

I am patient with stupidity but not with those who are proud of it.

I am not eccentric. It's just that I am more alive than most people. I am an unpopular electric eel set in a pond of goldfish.

The trouble about most Englishwomen is that they will dress as if they had been a mouse in a previous incarnation, or hope to be one in the next.