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.

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.

Marriage, as an institution, is as dead as the dodo bird.

My sister is a very peculiar lady. When we were young, I wasn't allowed to talk to her friends. Now I'm not allowed to talk to her children, nor are they permitted to see me. This is the nature of the lady. Doesn't bother me at all.

I married first, won the Oscar before Olivia (sister Olivia de Havilland) did, and if I die first, she'll undoubtedly be livid because I beat her to it!

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

The theater audience is the ultimate teacher, instructing the actor on the degree to which he has executed both the author's and the director's intent.