“I don’t mind growing old. If I have to go before my time, this is how I’ll go– cigarette in one hand, glass of scotch in the other.”

Maybe, in the final analysis, they saw me as something I wasn’t and I tried to turn them into something they could never be. I loved them all but maybe I never understood any of them. I don’t think they understood me.

Women’s liberation as a movement makes some valid points. But in the final analysis, it doesn’t matter who wears the pants – as long as there’s money in the pockets.

Fame gives you everything you never wanted.

Although no one believes me, I have always been a country girl and still have a country girl’s values.

I think the main reason my marriages failed is that I always loved too well but never wisely.

The truth is that the only time I’m happy is when I’m doing absolutely nothing. I don’t understand people who like to work and talk about it like it was some sort of goddamn duty. Doing nothing feel like floating on warm water to me. Delightful, perfect.

Fame and fortune does not mean anything if you don’t have a happy home.

I either write the book or sell the jewels. And I’m kinda sentimental about the jewels.

Deep down, I’m pretty superficial.

So this was where lust was satisfied. If I’d been an old-time miner I’d have asked for my gold nugget back.

I was never an actress — none of us kids at Metro were. We were just good to look at.

All I have going is my looks. When my beauty goes, I’m through.

Sex isn’t all that important, but it is when you love someone very much.

I suffered, I really suffered, with all three of my husbands. And I tried damn hard with all three, starting each marriage certain that it was going to last until the end of my life. Yet none of them lasted more than a year or two.

And the news got worse. It appeared that there was this whole other person Jesus Christ whose birthday a lot of people tended to confuse with mine. I was personally outraged. It was a long time before I forgave the Lord for that.

I hate cheating. I won’t put up with it. I don’t do it myself.

A woman at 20 is like ice, at 30 she is warm and at 40 she is hot.

You’re an artist. Beauty grows in you.

There are griefs which grow with years.

I always just sit down at the piano and make the main hook—what I want the track to be about melodically—and then I’ll build everything else around that. But growing up, I did not play any instruments.

I am old enough to know that a red carpet is just a rug.

Inside each one of us is a beautiful flower garden. This is the garden of the soul. With each lesson we learn, the garden grows. As we learn together, our individual gardens form a tranquil paradise.

Don’t need cars cause we’ve learned to fly on Saturn.

It’s okay to bloom alone.