“This is one night I wish I smoked and drank.”

For a woman, forty is torture, the end.

When at last I took the time to look into the heart of a flower, it opened up a whole new world; a world where every country walk would be an adventure, where every garden would become an enchanted one.

Why getting angry? Getting angry doesn’t solve anything. I don’t like yelling and fighting and I can’t quarrel, I prefer to let it drop. When people use disagreeable words, I feel crushed and remember them for a long time.

I would like to be remembered as someone who accomplished useful deeds, and who was a kind and loving person. I would like to leave the memory of a human being with a correct attitude and who did her best to help others.

The idea of my life as a fairy tale is itself a fairy tale.

I don’t like yelling and fighting, and I can’t quarrel.

I don’t want to be married to someone who feels inferior to my success or because I make more money than he does.

I do isometrics in church so while I’m doing my soul some good, I’m doing my body some good, too.

I’ve had happy moments in my life, but I don’t think that happiness– being happy– is a perpetual state that anyone can be in. Life isn’t that way.

I’ll be goddamned if I’m going to stay in a business where I have to get up earlier and earlier and it takes longer and longer for me to get in front of a camera.

At times I think I actually hate Hollywood. I have many acquaintances there, but few friends.

I never say ‘never,’ and I never say ‘always.’

Our life dictates a certain kind of wardrobe.

I loved acting. I didn’t particularly like being a movie star.

A person has to keep something to herself or you’re life is just a layout in a magazine.

I am basically a feminist. I think that women can do anything they decide to do.

When men drink, then they are rich and successful and win lawsuits and are happy and help their friends. Quickly, bring me a beaker of wine, so that I may wet my mind and say something clever.

There’s nothing in the world like that first taste of beer.

When I sell liquor, it’s bootlegging. When my patrons serve it on a silver tray on Lakeshore Drive, it’s hospitality.

I saw this wino, he was eating grapes. I was like, “Dude, you have to wait”.

I never diet. I smoke. I drink now and then. I never work out.

Champagne is the one thing that gives me zest when I am tired.

I learned early to drink beer, wine and whiskey. And I think I was about 5 when I first chewed tobacco.

There comes a time in every woman’s life when the only thing that helps is a glass of champagne.