I think actual death will be a lot easier than dying on stage. Cause - you know - if you do [actual death] right, you can go looking good. Maybe with a little quip [like]: 'I loved everybody.' But dying on stage...Oh, God!

Trust your husband, adore your husband, and get as much as you can in your own name.

You don’t marry for love. What does love got to do with marriage? I spit on love and marriage. You marry for money.

Thank God we're living in a country where the sky's the limit, the stores are open late and you can shop in bed thanks to television.

There is nothing funny about aging: It is rotten and depressing. Anyone who tells you otherwise just hasn't been paying attention.

Life goes by fast. Enjoy it...Everyone gets so upset about the wrong things.

When you can laugh at yourself no one can ever make a fool of you.