Why in the world would anyone want to photograph an old woman like me?
After being so bad I could hear the angels singing.
I was beautiful. Now, because I am old, I take no shame in so saying.
My agent tells me I am drawing the largest salary ever paid in the halls of England. Wonderful, isn't it? for a quiet, rural gardener like myself.
I have always been willing to take the blame for the things I have done
I know I am at the end. I shall never get better, dear.