“Getting angry doesn’t solve anything.”

The freedom of the press works in such a way that there is not much freedom from it.

I don`t want to dress up a picture with just my face.

It would be very sad if children had no memories before those of school. What they need most is the love and attention of their mother.

As an unmarried woman, I was thought to be a danger.

My real difficulty was to become a normal person again, after having been a movie actress for so long. For me, at the time I was living in New York and Hollywood, a normal person was someone who made movies.

For a woman, forty is torture, the end.

When at last I took the time to look into the heart of a flower, it opened up a whole new world; a world where every country walk would be an adventure, where every garden would become an enchanted one.

Why getting angry? Getting angry doesn’t solve anything. I don’t like yelling and fighting and I can’t quarrel, I prefer to let it drop. When people use disagreeable words, I feel crushed and remember them for a long time.

I would like to be remembered as someone who accomplished useful deeds, and who was a kind and loving person. I would like to leave the memory of a human being with a correct attitude and who did her best to help others.

The idea of my life as a fairy tale is itself a fairy tale.

I don’t like yelling and fighting, and I can’t quarrel.

I don’t want to be married to someone who feels inferior to my success or because I make more money than he does.

I do isometrics in church so while I’m doing my soul some good, I’m doing my body some good, too.

I’ve had happy moments in my life, but I don’t think that happiness– being happy– is a perpetual state that anyone can be in. Life isn’t that way.

I’ll be goddamned if I’m going to stay in a business where I have to get up earlier and earlier and it takes longer and longer for me to get in front of a camera.

At times I think I actually hate Hollywood. I have many acquaintances there, but few friends.

Now there’s a seven-day waiting period to buy a gun. Who can stay mad that long?

My passion and energy get mistaken for anger.

Temperament is the thermometer of character.

A man who does not know how to be angry, does not know how to be good. Now and then a man should be shaken to the core with indignation over things evil.

When anger rises up I let it breathe. A fire burns out, eventually.

Being angry and resentful of someone is like letting them live rent-free in your head.

Anger makes you vulnerable, It slowdowns the mind and make us slip our tongues often.

I get a little heated when I talk about the past. But I wanted to be clear – I’m not mad at anybody – not anymore.