“A boy sows a wild oat or two, the world winks. A girl does the same — scandal.”

I don’t feel the slightest interest in the next world; I think it’s here. And I think anything good that you’re going to do, you should do for other people here and not so you can try to have a happy time in the next world.

It’s not what you start in life, it’s what you finish.

I believe how I act today will affect how I am tomorrow.

What you see before you, my friend, is the result of a lifetime of chocolate.

Being a housewife and a mother is the biggest job in the world, but if it doesn’t interest you, don’t do it – I would have made a terrible mother.

Vitality! That’s the pursuit of life, isn’t it?

I could peel you like a pear and god himself would see the justice in it.

Nobody owes anybody anything; it’s up to each individual to set high standards for himself or herself, and to set about working hard and creating a solid future.

People who want to be famous are really loners. Or they should be.

Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get – only with what you are expecting to give – which is everything.

Marriage is a series of desperate arguments people feel passionately about.

You politicians remain professional because the voters remain amateur.

People think that I’m tough and strong and that I kicked my way through everything. But they are wrong. The truth is that when I was young I was adorable and a trembling wreck.

The terrible thing about acting in the theater is that you have to do it at night.

Silence the artist and you have silenced the most articulate voice the people have.

Children need boundaries, so they can know how far they have to go to get beyond them.

I can’t wait for the day to be wild again.

You are such a wild and soft thing.

Don’t fall for someone who doesn’t have a spark of wild in their eyes.

History repeats itself, but the special call of an art which has passed away is never reproduced. It is as utterly gone out of the world as the song of a destroyed wild bird.

The Wild still lingered in him and the wolf in him merely slept.

Let yourself go a little wild, a little rough around through the edges; the human spirit wasn’t meant for carefully-curated perfection.

I’d rather sing one wild song and burst my heart with it, than live a thousand years watching my digestion and being afraid of the wet.

The night is darkening round me, The wild winds coldly blow; But a tyrant spell has bound me, And I cannot, cannot go.