I think of all the choices I never knew. And those I let be made for me - to please, from fear, for love. Where did they disappear to, those choices that I never made? They are all part of who I am. They are the legacy I leave behind, they are the finished portrait of myself I cannot change.

Oh, those wonder-filled evenings when acting enables me for a short moment to have more life.

It's better to wake up alone knowing that you're alone, than waking up with someone and still be lonely

We need feminist voices today, you know. In my time, we had incredible feminist voices and I'm sure we have it today, too, but in all the massive outlets, maybe the one or two or three voices are somehow disappearing.

If a person is found dead here, a postmorten will always reveal whether he has spent less than three weeks in the city. That is the length of time it takes this pollution to invade the body, after which it is there forever.

I have the experience of age and suffering.

Ibsen was Norwegian by birth, but universal in spirit.