Happiness is good health and a bad memory.

It is not whether you really cry. It’s whether the audience thinks you are crying.

Be yourself. The world worships the original.

I have no regrets. I wouldn’t have lived my life the way I did if I was going to worry about what people were going to say.

I do not know how to kiss, or I would kiss you. Where do the noses go?

A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.

I made so many films which were more important, but the only one people ever want to talk about is that one with Bogart.

I can do everything with ease on the stage, whereas in real life I feel too big and clumsy. So I didn’t choose acting. It chose me.

I’ve gone from saint to whore and back to saint again, all in one lifetime.

Until 45 I can play a woman in love. After 55 I can play grandmothers. But between those ten years, it is difficult for an actress.

I don’t think anyone has the right to intrude in your life, but they do. I would like people to separate the actress and the woman.

I remember one day sitting at the pool and suddenly the tears were streaming down my cheeks. Why was I so unhappy? I had success. I had security. But it wasn’t enough. I was exploding inside.

I have grown up alone. I’ve taken care of myself. I worked, earned money and was independent at 18.

Cancer victims who don’t accept their fate, who don’t learn to live with it, will only destroy what little time they have left.

There are advantages to being a star though – you can always get a table in a full restaurant.

Time is shortening. But every day that I challenge this cancer and survive is a victory for me.

If you took acting away from me, I’d stop breathing.

Happiness is good health and a bad memory.

I was the shyest human ever invented, but I had a lion inside me that wouldn’t shut up!

Never again! I can see no reason for marriage – ever at all. I’ve had it. Three times is enough.