Anyone's life truly lived consists of work, sunshine, exercise, soap, plenty of fresh air, and a happy contented spirit.
I found my interest lapse in both acting and racing.
No person in the world ever lost anything by being nice to me.
After being so bad I could hear the angels singing.
Why in the world would anyone want to photograph an old woman like me?
I must hurry back to my house and my flowers in Monaco.
I have known great things and wonderful persons, and I have known homage.
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.
The most lasting and pure gladness comes to me from my gardens.
I have always been willing to take the blame for the things I have done.
My husband is a general's chauffeur somewhere in France.
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.
Feed the dogs. I hate to hear them barking like that.
Sympathy is charming, but it does not make up for pain.
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.
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.
Will I return to England? I don't know. I'll think it over.
I do not regret one moment of my life.
I was beautiful. Now, because I am old, I take no shame in so saying.
They saw me, those reckless seekers of beauty, and in a night I was famous.
