“My father was a great innovator in public life, but when it came to raising his daughters, no one could have been more conservative.”

My father had extravagant notions of my beauty, grace, wit, and charm.

There’s nothing I like less than bad arguments for a view that I hold dear.

It’s our money, and we’re free to spend it any way we please.

Birds sing after a storm. Why shouldn’t we?

I have had quite an interesting life. My husband was quite successful in the movies, and we went out frequently with Gloria Swanson and other stars.

I would much rather be known as the mother of a great son than the author of a great book or the painter of a great masterpiece.

There’s nothing I like less than bad arguments for a view that I hold dear.

I have always believed that God never gives a cross to bear larger than we can carry. No matter what, he wants us to be happy, not sad. birds sing after a storm. Why shouldn’t we?

It is selfish to concern oneself with tragedies.

The time will come when it will disgust you to look in the mirror.

I tell myself that God gave my children many gifts – spirit, beauty, intelligence, the capacity to make friends and to inspire respect. There was only one gift he held back – length of life.

It has been said, ‘time heals all wounds.’ I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessens. But it is never gone.

More business is lost every year through neglect than through any other cause.

Neither comprehension nor learning can take place in an atmosphere of anxiety.

Any woman who still thinks marriage is a fifty-fifty proposition is only proving that she doesn’t understand either men or percentages.

Money doesn’t give you any license to relax. It gives you an opportunity to use all your abilities, free of financial worries, to go forward, and to use your superior advantages and talents to help others.

I’m much more proud of being a father than being an actor.

My father always told me that. Nobody knows anything, so don’t listen to anyone else.

When my father passed away two or three years ago, I didnt listen to music for four days – thats a long time for me.

Like my father, I believe that nonviolence is the antidote to what he called ‘the triple evils of racism, poverty and militarism.’ These three evils were consuming our hopes for community in 1964, and, fifty years later, we remain divided because of their festering effects.

Often, I am asked, ‘What was your father like?’ or, ‘What would he think?’ These are very difficult questions to answer, as I was so very young when I lost my father.

My dad is Irish. I spent my childhood going back and forth between Ireland and America.

My sensei was a British karate champion named Brian Fitkin. He was my mentor and because I had a hard relationship with my dad, he became a father figure to me.

In the end, I still have the same hope as my father – that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the last word.