“The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries or the way she combs her hair.”

There is a science of war, but how strange that there isn’t a science of peace. There are colleges of war; why can’t we study peace?

Whatever you love most, you fear you might lose, you know it can change. Why do you look from left to right when you cross the street? Because you don’t want to get run over. But, you still cross the street.

Make-up can only make you look pretty on the outside but it doesn’t help if your ugly on the inside. Unless you eat the make-up.

Is there anything more important than a child?

I believe in manicures. I believe in overdressing. I believe in primping at leisure and wearing lipsitck.

And I think that’s what life is all about, actually, about children and flowers.

I don’t need a bedroom to prove my womanliness. I can convey just as much sex appeal picking apples off a tree or standing in the rain.

When you have nobody you can make a cup of tea for, when nobody needs you, that’s when I think life is over.

Why change? Everyone has his own style. When you have found it, you should stick to it.

A woman can be beautiful as well as intellectual.

Giving is living. If you stop wanting to give, there’s nothing more to live for.

I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it.

To plant a garden is to believe in tomorrow.

I believe in kissing, kissing a lot.

Never regret anything that makes you smile.

Civilization is human rights, it is the path of setting man free from men, phobia, to survive it, we must cultivate the science of human relationships.

You are the finest, loveliest, tenderest, and most beautiful person I have ever known—and even that is an understatement.

A beautiful woman looking at her image in the mirror may very well believe the image is herself. An ugly woman knows it is not.

Money… is like a beautiful thoroughbred horse – very powerful & always in action, but unless this horse is trained when very young, it will be an out-of-control & dangerous animal when it grows to maturity.

I believe in the hands that work, in the brains that think, and in the hearts that love…I believe in sunshine, fresh air, friendship, calm sleep, beautiful thoughts.

You’re as beautiful as the moon in the wilderness of the moon.

I have always liked the contrast between being blonde and having dark features.

To tell a woman who is forty, “You look like sixteen,” is boloney. The blarney way of saying it is “Tell me how old you are, I should like to know at what age women are the most beautiful.

So grand yet so small, so important yet so irrelevant, so beautiful yet so shallow, must thee live in illusion or does real life leave too much of a confusion?