“Isn’t it fun getting older? is really a terrible fallacy. That’s like saying I prefer driving an old car with a flat tire.”

Wouldn’t it be great if people could get to live suddenly as often as they die suddenly?

If you need a helping hand, you can find one at the end of your arm.

We are taught you must blame your father, your sisters, your brothers, the school, the teachers – but never blame yourself. It’s never your fault. But it’s always your fault, because if you wanted to change you’re the one who has got to change.

What the hell-you might be right, you might be wrong but don’t just avoid.

I have not lived as a woman. I have lived as a man. I’ve just done what I damn well wanted to, and I’ve made enough money to support myself, and ain’t afraid of being alone

Time is the stuff of which life is made.

The time to make up your mind about people is never.

As one goes through life, one learns that if you don’t paddle your own canoe, you don’t move.

Listen to the song of life.

I would have been a terrible mother because I’m basically a very selfish human being. Not that that has stopped most people going off and having children.

I have no romantic feelings about age. Either you are interesting at any age or you are not. There is nothing particularly interesting about being old – or being young, for that matter.

To be loved is very demoralizing.

I love rain. It’s lucky, I always think.

Acting is a nice childish profession – pretending you’re someone else and, at the same time, selling yourself.

I don’t care WHAT the say about me, as long as it’s not the truth.

You can say or write anything about me you like. Just don’t, for any reason, ever tell the truth.

Being a passionate car enthusiast, I always had my eyes on driving a formula car.

I’m not so keen on letting my car drive itself.

I have a problem with Porsches. They’re wonderful cars, but I know I could never live with one.

A man who has never gone to school may steal a freight car; but if he has a university education, he may steal the whole railroad.

I enjoy racing historic motorcars from the ’50s and ’60s.

I’m not afraid of death because I don’t believe in it. It’s just getting out of one car, and into another.

I’m not a collector. I don’t like the toy cupboard syndrome that causes so many good cars to evaporate.

Wall Street is the only place that people drive to in a Rolls Royce to take advice from people who ride the subway.