There are many things in your heart you can never tell to another person. They are you, your private joys and sorrows, and you can never tell them. You cheapen yourself, the inside of yourself, when you tell them.

I always wanted to do my best. I got nothing free—I had to work hard.

I'm a completely worthless woman and no man should risk his life for me.

Every one of us lives this life just once, if we are honest, to live once is enough.

There are some who want to get married and others who don't. I have never had an impulse to go to the altar. I am a difficult person to lead.

I cannot see myself as a wife. Ugly word.

Is there anything better than to be longing for something, when you know it is within reach?