Maggie the cat is alive. I'm alive.

Marilyn Monroe seemed to have a kind of unconscious glow about her physical self that was innocent, like a child. When she posed nude, it was 'Gee, I am kind of, you know, sort of dishy,' like she enjoyed it without being egotistical.

The problem with people who have no vices is that generally you can be pretty sure they're going to have some pretty annoying virtues.

My mother says I didn't open my eyes for eight days after I was born, but when I did, the first thing I saw was an engagement ring. I was hooked.

I've come through things that would have felled an ox. That fills me with optimism, not just for myself but for our particular species.

I, along with the critics, have never taken myself very seriously.

People who know me well, call me Elizabeth. I dislike Liz.