My God, I'm four hundred years old and the most I can do is look three hundred.

If you start watching the oldies, you're in trouble. I feel ancient if "Grand Hotel" or "The Bride Wore Red" comes on. I have a sneaking regard for "Mildred Pierce", but the others do nothing for me.

I never go outside unless I look like Joan Crawford the movie star. If you want to see the girl next door, go next door.

Life deals from the bottom, sometimes, doesn't it?

Well, we can skip childhood because I didn't have any. Not one goddam moment on the Good Ship Lollipop.

Learn to breathe, learn to speak, but first... learn to feel.

My tears speak for me.