I cannot see myself as a wife. Ugly word.

I have made enough faces.

I'm not always sincere. One can't be in this world, you know.

I want to be left alone.

There is no one who would have me - I can't cook.

Love is a romantic designation for a most ordinary biological process-or, shall we say, chemical-process ... a lot of nonsense is talked and written about it.

My talents fall within definite limitations. I am not as versatile an actress as some think.