Love them for who they are, and what they are they are; they are not you. Good stuff, isn’t it? You have to live 73 years to get that.
You can’t show me an ad on TV with hard bodies and say I have to buy that car. You have to tell me why that car is better and safer than another car.
You can call me an older woman – I don’t mind that at all – just don’t call me an old one, because I’m not.
When I go, if there’s a tombstone it will say, She doesn’t give in. She doesn’t give up. And she never takes no for an answer.
I’m learning something all the time. That’s the way I want it to go, and that’s the way I’ll go until I am no longer on this planet.
There’s no magazine you open, unless its AARP, that shows a woman over the age of 45 in any other light, other than having to buy Depends or Viagra.
I think women are taught to ask permission about everything. We don’t realize that we are entitled and we do have a say in our lives.
When I was in kindergarten, I had one line in a little play. I said, I am Patrick Potato and this is my cousin, Mrs. Tomato, and I heard laughter. I wanted to be an actress from that moment on.
I used to sit near Marilyn Monroe in the Actor’s Studio. She’d get dressed up because that was her identity. Sad. Those cameras wouldn’t leave her alone. She didn’t know where to hide.
Humor is imperative, more important than food. You have a choice when someone dies. You can lie down or get back into life. Do something for someone else.