I'm fifty-one years old, but I'm not through yet. I have lived a full life, and intend packing in quite a lot more.

Hope & curiosity about the future seemed better than guarantees. The unknown was always so attractive to me...and still is.

I have not been that wise. Health I have taken for granted. Love I have demanded, perhaps too much and too often. As for money, I have only realized its true worth when I didn't have it.

I was born an only child in Vienna, Austria. My father found hours to sit by me by the library fire and tell fairy stories.

I can excuse everything but boredom. Boring people don't have to stay that way.

If I had my way everyone would have a psychiatrist. When the brain is sick and you must throw up, you do it by being purged in a psychiatrist's office.

Any girl can be glamorous. All you have to do is stand still and look stupid.