Lord knows, I never want to waste any more of my time in mirrors.

I know some good old gals in their 50s and 60s. All these women tell me, 'Forty to 50. Those are the hot times.' So far, you couldn't prove it by me. But hell, I'm only two years in.

We have to be able to grow up. Our wrinkles are our medals of the passage of life. They are what we have been through and who we want to be.

I'm the oldest pretty face around.

The last thing we need is yet another makeup company. Even I have a nervous breakdown when I go through the department store makeup floor.

If you don't have passion, change.

I became a specialist at comedic one-liners.