You Know, I've Had A

If You Keep Marrying As I Do, You Learn Everybody's Hobby.

[on Her Troubled Relationships With Her Daughters:] You Can Acquire Enemies. Why Give Birth To Them?

I Hope I'll Die On Stage At The Age At 105, Playing Peter Pan.

It Seems There's Just No Room Left For Elegance In This Paper-plate, Blue-jean World. And I, For One, Think It's A Shame.

My Sister Is A Very Peculiar Lady. When We Were Young, I Wasn't Allowed To Talk To Her Friends. Now I'm Not Allowed To Talk To Her Children, Nor Are They Permitted To See Me. This Is The Nature Of The Lady. Doesn't Bother Me At All.