You know, I've had a helluva life.

It seems there's just no room left for elegance in this paper-plate, blue-jean world. And I, for one, think it's a shame.

You know, I've had a helluva life.

One puzzling thing about men -- they allow their sex instinct to drive them to where their intelligence never would take them.

The main problem in marriage is that, for a man, sex is a hunger-like eating. If the man is hungry and can't get to a fancy French restaurant, he'll go to a hot dog stand. For a woman, what's important is love and romance.

You know, I've had a helluva life. Not just the acting part. I've flown in an international balloon race. I've piloted my own plane. I've ridden to the hounds. I've done a lot of exciting things.

[On her troubled relationships with her daughters:] You can acquire enemies. Why give birth to them?