Dreams are great. When they disappear you may still be there, but you will have ceased to live.
Sir, if you were my husband, I would poison your drink.
My vigour, vitality, and cheek repel me. I am the kind of woman I would run from.
[To a group of women prisoners:] You're luckier than I am. You're wanted and I'm not.
I refuse to admit that I am more than 52, even if that makes my children illegitimate.
Women have got to make the world safe for men, since men have made it so darned unsafe for women.