“The only time I am ever miserable is when I do something just for the money.”

I have no romantic feelings about age. Either you are interesting at any age or you are not. There is nothing particularly interesting about being old – or being young, for that matter.

To be loved is very demoralizing.

I love rain. It’s lucky, I always think.

Acting is a nice childish profession – pretending you’re someone else and, at the same time, selling yourself.

I don’t care WHAT the say about me, as long as it’s not the truth.

You can say or write anything about me you like. Just don’t, for any reason, ever tell the truth.

I never lose sight of the fact that just being is fun.

I never realized until lately that women were supposed to be the inferior sex.

Cold sober, I find myself absolutely fascinating.

It would be a terrific innovation if you could get your mind to stretch a little further than the next wisecrack.

Don’t moan, don’t whine, don’t blame. Just get on with it.

If you obey all the rules you miss all the fun.

Life is hard. After all, it kills you.

Trying to be fascinating is an asinine position to be in.

Loved people are loving people.

Life can be wildly tragic at times, and I’ve had my share. But whatever happens to you, you have to keep a slightly comic attitude. In the final analysis, you have got not to forget to laugh.

The cultivation of reason leads humanity sooner to misery than happiness.

Friendship improves happiness, and abates misery, by doubling our joys, and dividing our grief.

I loved you madly; in the distasteful work of the day, in the wakeful misery of the night, girded by sordid realities, or wandering through Paradises and Hells of visions into which I rushed, carrying your image in my arms, I loved you madly.

If your thought process happened the way you want, why would you ever be miserable?

Extreme hopes are born from extreme misery.

Misery loves company, perhaps I’m misery myself, wishing for someone to sit beside me and distract me from myself.

Stop making yourself miserable over someone who has proved, time and again, that they don’t deserve your love.

If God made this world, then I would not want to be the God. It is full of misery and distress that it breaks my heart.