“I’ve been on a calendar, but never on time.”

I’ve often stood silent at a party for hours listening to my movie idols turn into dull and little people.

I have feelings too. I am still human. All I want is to be loved, for myself and for my talent.

I could never pretend something I didn’t feel. I could never make love if I didn’t love, and if I loved I could no more hide the fact than change the color of my eyes.

When you’re young and healthy you can plan on Monday to commit suicide, and by Wednesday you’re laughing again.

All men are the same. They just have different faces so that women differentiate them.

I do what I like, I like what I do.

I want to grow old without facelifts. I want to have the courage to be loyal to the face I have made.

A wise girl knows her limits, a smart girl knows that she has none.

The thing I want more than anything else? I want to have children. I used to feel for every child I had, I would adopt another.

We should all start to live before we get too old.

I don’t mind making jokes, but I don’t want to look like one.

A sex symbol becomes a thing. I hate being a thing.

I love to do the things the censors won’t pass.

Maybe I’ll never be able to do what I hope to, but at least I have hope.

Assimilation is much more joyful than conformity,

People had a habit of looking at me as if I were some kind of mirror instead of a person. They didn’t see me, they saw their own lewd thoughts, then they white-masked themselves by calling me the lewd one.

Quit counting time and start making time count.

This is not a time to take our foot off the gas pedal. If we rally the American people, we can get a hell of a lot done.

Time takes it all, whether you want it to or not.

I spend a little time every day to play sports.

Failure is only the opportunity to begin again. Only this time, more wisely.

With deep repentance in my heart, I stood there in silent prayers for some time.

Friends are the best to turn to when you’re having a rough day.

There has never been a work of art created which didn’t somehow reflect its own time.