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

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?

I became hooked on the idea of being able to shoot an image and process it myself, and end up with a product.

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.

All enterprises that are entered into with indiscreet zeal may be pursued with great vigor at first, but are sure to collapse in the end.

I don't write drafts. I write from the beginning to the end, and when it's finished, it's done.

Young actors often don't think of the consequences of doing nudity or sex scenes. They want the role so badly that they agree to be exploited, and then end up embarrassing family, friends, and even strangers.

They haul you up there for, you know, week after week in this kind of star chamber proceeding. Then at the end of it they say, well, we found nothing, but now it's time for special counsel.

The difference between talking on your cell phone while driving and speaking with a passenger is huge. The person on the other end of the cell phone is chattering away, oblivious.

Madame, all stories, if continued far enough, end in death, and he is no true-story teller who would keep that from you.

The big battle at the end of DW isn't drawn from history, but it's influenced by history, certainly.

Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.

I did know that the book would end with a mind-boggling trial, but I didn't know exactly how it would turn out. I like a little suspense when I am writing, too.

If he didn't fall in love he would have never come back near the end of the film. Because, what man is going to dishonor himself so that he comes back in front of the man that took a woman away from him... and warns her to save her life?

Every sentence has a truth waiting at the end of it and the writer learns how to know it when he finally gets there.

Pacifist propaganda and the resolutions of the parliamentarians encouraged such treaties, and toward the end of the nineteenth century their number had increased considerably.

Will Arnett is one of the funniest guys I know. He has seen it all and done it all and come out the other end pretty savvy and pretty strong.

I'm the end of the line; absurd and appalling as it may seem, serious New York theater has died in my lifetime.

A liberal knows that the only certainty in this life is change but believes that the change can be directed toward a constructive end.