Everybody ages. Everybody dies. There is no turning back the clock. So the question in life becomes: What are you going to do while you're here

My eyes are too big, my nose is too flat, my ears stick out, my mouth is too big and my face is too small... my body is thin as a clarinet and my ankles are so skinny that I wear two pairs of bobby socks because I don't want people to see how thin they are.

I have witnessed the softening of the hardest of hearts by a simple smile.

You often meet your fate on the road you take to avoid it.

There are only three ages for women in Hollywood-Babe, District Attorney, and Driving Miss Daisy.

Liberation is an interesting word, because you can be liberated from external things, and also from your internal dialogue.

Ditzy dumb blonde? I can be ditzy. I can be.