The most lasting and pure gladness comes to me from my gardens.
Sympathy is charming, but it does not make up for pain.
I am a grandmother now, and that means age is creeping on, creeping on.
Anyone's life truly lived consists of work, sunshine, exercise, soap, plenty of fresh air, and a happy contented spirit.
I do not regret one moment of my life.
Anyone who limits her vision to memories of yesterday is already dead.
They saw me, those reckless seekers of beauty, and in a night I was famous.
The sentimentalist ages far more quickly than the person who loves his work and enjoys new challenges.
I am happy as happiness goes, for a woman who has so many memories and who lives the lonely life of an actress.