My vigour, vitality, and cheek repel me. I am the kind of woman I would run from.

We women talk too much, but even then we don't tell half what we know

I used to dread getting older because I thought I would not be able to do all the things I wanted to do, but now that I am older I find that I don't want to do them.

Years ago, I thought old age would be dreadful, because I should not be able to do things I would want to do. Now I find there is nothing I want to do after all

I refuse to admit that I am more than 52, even if that makes my children illegitimate.

Dreams are great. When they disappear you may still be there, but you will have ceased to live.

It isn't the common man at all who is important: it's the uncommon man.