I have no methods. All I do is accept people as they are.

Comediennes are the lucky ones, because if you're funny, you can be 125 years old and they will still accept you.

I want to be buried in a Valentino gown and I want Harry Winston to make me a toe tag.

We all mourn in our own way. I mourn with a great steak.

Happiness, at my age, is breathing

The fashion magazines are suggesting that women wear clothes that are 'age appropriate.' For me that would be a shroud.

I've learned to have absolutely no regrets about any jokes I've ever done. You can tune me out, you can click me off, it's OK. I am not going to bow to political correctness.