I never wear mascara; I laugh until I cry too often.

I have legs of iron, but to tell you the truth, they're starting to rust and buckle a bit.

Every age has its happiness and troubles.

I wait for death and journalists.

[On being the oldest living human being:] God must have forgotten me.

My sight is bad, my hearing is bad, I feel bad, but I don't suffer, I don't complain.

He who hugs too much, hugs badly!