I've never yet met a man who could look after me. I don't need a husband. What I need is a wife.

The problem with beauty is that it's like being born rich and getting poorer.

I have a lot of male friends.

When I was 49, I posed for Playboy - I was very flattered to be asked. I was quite honoured, really, considering that most of the models they feature are in their twenties.

Every time an article is written about me or any of my contemporaries who's had the fortune and discipline to look good at a certain age, I am struck by the tone of astonishment, and the certainty that something is being done secretively to beat the devil.

If I hear the word 'retire,' it makes me want to throw up. And then do what? Sit around all day watching television?

Of course it does on opening night, but I've never had that devastating stage fright that some people get, but apparently, you can develop it.