“I don’t fear death because I don’t fear anything I don’t understand. When I start to think about it, I order a massage and it goes away.”

I don’t have any gnawing guilt over contributing to any unhappiness suffered by my husbands. They were as much to blame as I was.

Dates with actors, finally, just seemed to me evenings of shop talk. I got sick of it after a hile. So the more famous I became, the more I narrowed down my choices.

Compromise and tolerance are magic words. It took me 40 years to become philosophical.

I have never seen a wrestling match or a prize fight, and I don’t want to. When I find out a man is interested in these sports, I drop him.

All my six husbands married me for different reasons.

I was born an only child in Vienna, Austria. My father found hours to sit by me by the library fire and tell fairy stories.

Any girl can be glamorous. All you have to do is stand still and look stupid.

It is easier for women to succeed in business, the arts, and politics in America than in Europe.

Dirt makes a man look masculine. Let your hair blow in the wind, and all that. It’s OK. All you have to do is look neat when you have to look neat.

I’m fifty-one years old, but I’m not through yet. I have lived a full life, and intend packing in quite a lot more.

I appreciate subtlety. I have never enjoyed a kiss in front of the camera. There’s nothing to it except not getting your lipstick smeared.

It’s funny about men and women. Men pay in cash to get them and pay in cash to get rid of them. Women pay emotionally coming and going. Neither has it easy.

I was in constant demand, in my professional life and my personal life.

Perhaps my problem in marriage-and it is the problem of many women-was to want both intimacy and independence. It is a difficult line to walk, yet both needs are important to a marriage.

To be a star is to own the world and all the people in it. After a taste of stardom, everything else is poverty.

One of my favorite people is Gypsy Rose Lee. She bears out the Biblical promise that he who has, gets. And I hope she gets a lot more.

An individual who is afraid to go outdoors for fear of being hit by a meteorite is generally regarded as neurotic.

A little knowledge is a dangerous thing – it only hastens fools to rush in where angels fear to tread.

Fear of something is at the root of hate for others, and hate within will eventually destroy the hater.

He struggled with himself, too. I saw it — I heard it. I saw the inconceivable mystery of a soul that knew no restraint, no faith, and no fear, yet struggling blindly with itself.

Hate is an automatic response to fear, for fear humiliates.

Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose or paint can manage to escape the madness, melancholia, the panic and fear which is inherent in a human situation.

How do you defeat terrorism? Don’t be terrorized.

If there is one question I dread, to which I have never been able to invent a satisfactory reply, it is the question what am I doing.