I'm too homely for a prima donna and too ugly for a soubrette.

If there's one thing I know, it's men. I ought to. It's been my life's work.

I never weep over lost money, for I figure I'd rather go to the poorhouse once than go there every day.

Fate cast me to play the role of an ugly duckling with no promise of swanning. . . . I have played my life as a comedy rather than the tragedy many would have made of it.

I contend that every woman has the right to feel beautiful, no matter how scrambled her features, or how indifferent her features.

There are very few persons who would think of inquiring into the private life of the newspaper dealer at the corner, or the druggist, or the doctor, or even a Mah Jong partner, but the moment one belongs to the theatrical profession, the public usually feels cheated unless it knows one's inmost thoughts of love.

I was born serious and I have earned my bread making other people laugh.