I am happy as happiness goes, for a woman who has so many memories and who lives the lonely life of an actress
Anyone who limits her vision to memories of yesterday is already dead.
The sentimentalist ages far more quickly than the person who loves his work and enjoys new challenges.
I know I am at the end. I shall never get better, dear.
After being so bad I could hear the angels singing.
It was so kind of you to mention that I don't wear stays. What's the point? If you squeeze it in at one point, it only comes out at the other.