I can't sing, but I know how to, which is quite different.

As one gets older, one discovers everything is going to be exactly the same with different hats on.

Wit is like caviar - it should be served in small portions and not spread about like marmalade.

How foolish to think that one can ever slam the door in the face of age. Much wiser to be polite and gracious and ask him to lunch in advance.

Never mind, dear, we're all made the same, though some more than others.

I will accept anything in the theatre . . . provided it amuses or moves me. But if it does neither, I want to go home.

You always ought to have tom cats arranged, you know - it makes 'em more companionable.