Thank you for your coffee, seignior. I shall miss that when we leave Casablanca.
The first time an autograph hunter told me, 'You are my mother's favorite actress,' I aged twenty years.
I thank God who slowly dressed me in a heavy skin, otherwise I would now be dead.
I regret the things I didn't do, not what I did.
I don't worry about it because we are all growing old. If I were the only one I would worry. But we're all in the same boat, and all of my friends are coming with me. We all go toward old age. How many years left we don't know. We just have to accept it.
Be yourself. The world worships the original.