I do not regret one moment of my life.

It was so kind of you to mention that I don't wear stays. What's the point? If you squeeze it in at one point, it only comes out at the other.

I am a grandmother now, and that means age is creeping on, creeping on.

I've put in as many as 40 weeks a year on stage. It is lonely and restricted, as all artistic life must necessarily be.

Feed the dogs. I hate to hear them barking like that.

The most lasting and pure gladness comes to me from my gardens.

Will I return to England? I don't know. I'll think it over.

I know I am at the end. I shall never get better, dear.

After being so bad I could hear the angels singing.

They saw me, those reckless seekers of beauty, and in a night I was famous.

Said I was beautiful, did he? He's being paid for treatment, not flattery.

I am happy as happiness goes, for a woman who has so many memories and who lives the lonely life of an actress.

I have known great things and wonderful persons, and I have known homage.

I have always been willing to take the blame for the things I have done.

It's the first time I've seen myself act, and I can't say I'm impressed.

Anyone's life truly lived consists of work, sunshine, exercise, soap, plenty of fresh air, and a happy contented spirit.

I must hurry back to my house and my flowers in Monaco.

On one night of my debut the Prince of Wales, the Princess, and the duchess of London came to see me. They loved me for what I was and what I gave them.

My husband is a general's chauffeur somewhere in France.

I'm not afraid. I never liked long last acts.

My agent tells me I am drawing the largest salary ever paid in the halls of England. Wonderful, isn't it? for a quiet, rural gardener like myself.

I was beautiful. Now, because I am old, I take no shame in so saying.

The sentimentalist ages far more quickly than the person who loves his work and enjoys new challenges.

No person in the world ever lost anything by being nice to me.

I found my interest lapse in both acting and racing.

I do not regret one moment of my life.

Anyone who limits her vision to memories of yesterday is already dead.

Sympathy is charming, but it does not make up for pain.

I felt weary of the responsibility of owning houses and was glad enough to pass mine on to others.

You wouldn't believe how the town was named for me. I was met by the whole population, headed by the mayor.

I shall fulfill my contract, no more nor less.

Why in the world would anyone want to photograph an old woman like me?

Roosevelt's magic lay in one facet of his personality: He knew how to take the risk. No other man in public life I knew could so readily take the challenge of the new.

Focusing your life solely on making a buck shows a certain poverty of ambition. It asks too little of yourself. Because it's only when you hitch your wagon to something larger than yourself that you realize your true potential.

Art teaches nothing, except the significance of life.

If it came to saving the life of one priest or sacrificing the life of an entire congregation, the church would save the life of the priest. Which is backwards, of course.

Work is the meat of life, pleasure the dessert.

All literary men are Red Sox fans - to be a Yankee fan in a literate society is to endanger your life.

At the end, the realization is that she had to get to a place in her life where she could drop her guard and make peace with the fact that whether she had a small amount of time, that she had to kind of live it completely through, instead of living by the rules.

You have choices to make about what you do with the rest of your life.

From the standpoint of observation, then, we must regard it as a highly probable hypothesis that the beginnings of the mental life date from as far back as the beginnings of life at large.

I want to have babies one day but not right now. When I do it I want to do it really well. I want it to be my best project in life.

Any judge who allows an adulterer with a live-in girlfriend to terminate the life of his wife should be impeached.

I can assure you, public service is a stimulating, proud and lively enterprise. It is not just a way of life, it is a way to live fully.

The work which is manipulated looks a little boring to me. I think life is pretty strange anyway. It is wooo, wooo, wooo!

With an eye made quiet by the power of harmony, and the deep power of joy, we see into the life of things.

This isn't life in the fast lane, it's life in the oncoming traffic.

The good parts of a book may be only something a writer is lucky enough to overhear or it may be the wreck of his whole damn life and one is as good as the other.

Sometimes life's so much cooler when you just don't know any better and all the painful lessons have not hammered your head open yet.