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

I think I will die laughing.

There are so many good authors; there's no shortage of them.

I had to wait 110 years to become famous. I wanted to enjoy it as long as possible.

I only have one wrinkle and I'm sitting on it.

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

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