I have made enough faces.
I always look well when I'm near death.
When one has not long to live, why shouldn't one have fancies?
Why should you care for a woman like me? I'm always nervous or sick, or sad or too gay.
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.
There seems to be a law that governs all our actions so I never make plans.