“I work to stay alive.”

I would take a bad script and a good director any day against a good script and a bad director.

One begins to realize that one is getting old when the birthday candles weigh more than the cake.

You will never be happier than you expect. To change your happiness, change your expectation.

To look back is to relax one’s vigil.

If Hollywood didn’t work out, I was prepared to be the best secretary in the world.

I think I’ll have a large order of prognosis negative.

Dramatic art in her opinion is knowing how to fill a sweater.

Evil people you never forget them. And that’s the aim of any actress-never to be forgotten.

Once the love bug wears off, as it inevitably does, you are shocked to discover that you really didn’t know the object of your affections at all. We know this to be so, even as we repeat the same mistake over and over and over.

You mustn’t miss the moment. There’s only one first sailing into Rio harbor.

The out-of-work actor wears out more than shoe leather. The very sensibilities that make him an artist are shattered by the disregard he is shown as a human being.

It’s a very independent male creature that lives alone, and a lot of independent females who live alone. It’s all very sad but it’s much easier for both sexes to do it this way nowadays.

Some young Hollywood starlets remind me of my grandmother’s old farmhouse — all painted up nice on the front side, a big swing on the backside, and nothing whatsoever in the attic.

People often become actresses because of something they dislike about themselves: They pretend they are someone else.

There is a certain ecstasy in wanting things you can’t get.

Technicolor makes me look like death warmed over.

As much as I gained from self-love, Being in love with who you are is more than enough to make you feel that you are alive.

In the veins of poets flows ink, with which they create words for eternity. When they die a part of their souls will still stay alive in their poetry.

Remind yourself every day of why you’re alive.

The moon is alive because of the darkness how could we – ever be afraid of something that gives the stars a home?

If then, merely out of regard to population, it were right that paederasts should be burnt alive, monks ought to be roasted alive over a slow fire.

Oh darling, if the universe would need the love of us careless humans to keep its restless heart alive the sky would be full of dead stars.

Focus on humanity. It keeps you alive.

Have I been buried alive by chronic pain? I can taste the dirt as they put me in the earth, thick on my lips like the honey that drips down my lips.