Do let him read the papers. But not while you accusingly tiptoe around the room, or perch much like a silent bird of prey on the edge of your most uncomfortable chair. (He will read them anyway, and he should read them, so let him choose his own good time.) Don't make a big exit. Just go. But kiss him quickly, before you go, otherwise he might think you are angry; he is used to suspecting he is doing something wrong.

I'm not an actress, I'm a personality.

I do not think that we have a “right” to happiness. If happiness happens, say thanks.

Without tenderness, a man is uninteresting.

I never ever took my career seriously.

Tenderness is greater proof of love than the most passionate of vows.

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