“When I love, I do it without counting. I give myself entirely. And each time, it is the grand love of my life.”

I am all right when I work. I am not superficial and I am not ungrateful.

I would like, before I die, to see the changes I’ve always fought for being made. If not, my life will have been worth nothing.

I gave my beauty and my youth to men. I am going to give my wisdom and experience to animals.

Film-making was not at all what I had expected.

People are forever finding something wrong with you.

It is sad to grow old but nice to ripen.

Only idiots refuse to change their minds.

I have no private life at all. I am a hunted woman. I can’t take a step without being questioned and surrounded.

I absolutely loathe luxury. It is the one thing I cannot stand.

If I could do anything about the way people behave towards each other, I would, but since I can’t, I’ll stick to animals.

Films have never shown the kind of relationship that can exist between two women.

I have understood that the most important things are tenderness and kindness. I can’t do without them.

I wanted to be myself. Only myself.

I have to live with both my selves as best I may.

Men are beasts and even beasts don’t behave as they do.

Do you have to have a reason for loving?

I count all that part of my life lost which I spent not in communion with God, or in doing good.

You think when you wake up in the mornin yesterday don’t count. But yesterday is all that does count. What else is there? Your life is made out of the days it’s made out of. Nothin else.

When I started counting my blessings, my whole life turned around.

It’s not the size of the nose that matters, it’s what’s inside that counts.

Nothing counts so much as blood. The rest are just strangers.

Be the kind of person who can always be counted on to do what you say you’ll do.

If you’re happy in a dream, does that count?

The hardest arithmetic to master is that which enables us to count our blessings.