I must hurry back to my house and my flowers in Monaco.
I am happy as happiness goes, for a woman who has so many memories and who lives the lonely life of an actress
They saw me, those reckless seekers of beauty, and in a night I was famous.
Will I return to England? I don't know. I'll think it over.
Anyone's life truly lived consists of work, sunshine, exercise, soap, plenty of fresh air, and a happy contented spirit.
Anyone who limits her vision to memories of yesterday is already dead.