I cannot see myself as a wife. Ugly word.

I wish I were supernaturally strong so I could put right everything that is wrong.

Why haven't I got a husband and children?" mused Greta Garbo to the Dutchess of Windsor, "I never met a man I could marry.

Anyone who has a continuous smile on his face conceals a toughness that is almost frightening.

Gimme a visky with a ginger ale on the side - and don't be stinchy, beby.

I like the sea: we understand one another. It is always yearning, sighing for something it cannot have; and so am I.

[When asked if she believed in "women's lib":] Not really. Not when I see what most of them look like.