I shall never get used to not being the most beautiful woman in the room. It was an intoxication to sweep in and know every man had turned his head. It kept me in form.

What is love without passion? - A garden without flowers, a hat without feathers, tobogganing without snow.

Alma: I rather suspect her of being in love with him. Martin: Her own husband? Monstrous! What a selfish woman!

Treat your friends as you do your pictures, and place them in their best light.

There is no such thing as a moral dress. It's people who are moral or immoral.

The vicissitudes of life resemble one of those gilded balls seen in a fountain. Thrown up by the force of the water, it flies up and down - now at the top, catching the rays of the sun, now cast into the depths, then again shooting up, sometimes so high that it escapes altogether, and falls to the ground.

Italians love sun, sin, and spaghetti.