I am a grandmother now, and that means age is creeping on, creeping on.
I know I am at the end. I shall never get better, dear.
I've put in as many as 40 weeks a year on stage. It is lonely and restricted, as all artistic life must necessarily be.
Each little chapter has its place.
I have always been willing to take the blame for the things I have done
Anyone's life truly lived consists of work, sunshine, exercise, soap, plenty of fresh air, and a happy contented spirit.