Women Have Got To Make The World

Dreams Are Great. When They Disappear You May Still Be There, But You Will Have Ceased To Live.

My Vigour, Vitality, And Cheek Repel Me. I Am The Kind Of Woman I Would Run From.

I Refuse To Admit That I Am More Than 52, Even If That Makes My Children Illegitimate.

The Only Thing I Like About Rich People Is Their Money.

When She Woke Briefly During Her Last Illness And Found All Her Family Around Her Bedside: "am I Dying Or Is This My Birthday?"