Men are sensitive in strange ways. If a man has built a fire and the last log does not burn, he will take it personally.

I love being married. It's so great to find that one special person you want to annoy for the rest of your life.

When I eventually met Mr. Right I had no idea that his first name was Always.

I wonder if other dogs think poodles are members of a weird religious cult.

It wasn't that no one asked me to the prom, it was that no one would tell me where it was.

I was going to have cosmetic surgery until I noticed that the doctor's office was full of portraits by Picasso.

I don't want to push the envelope. Let the envelope stay in the middle of the table. I'll just make you laugh.

I was a ballerina. I had to quit after I injured a groin muscle. It wasn't mine.

In Hollywood a marriage is a success if it outlasts milk.

The word 'aerobics' came about when the gym instructors got together and said: If we're going to charge $10 an hour, we can't call it Jumping up and down.

I read recipes the same way I read science fiction. I get to the end and say to myself "well, that's not going to happen

It is a great joy to work for what you want.

The best part of being a mom to me is the unconditional love. I have never felt a love as pure, a love that's as rewarding.

You're a no good heartbreaker, you're a liar, and you're a cheat. I don't know why I let you do these things to me.

It is bad enough to see young fools, but worse to see old fools.

It is in the blood of genius to love play for its own sake, and whether one uses one's skill on thrones or women, swords or pens, gold or fame, the game's the thing.

If you were a crayon, what color would you most like to make out with?

Let his name be cleared and everyone else adjust their thinking. He had put in time, now they must do the work. His business was simple. Find Cecilia and love her, marry her and live without shame.

I don't believe in destroying GOOD mysteries or adding to BAD reputations.

Every step which the intelligence of Europe has taken has been in spite of the clerical party.

Yet mark'd I where the bolt of Cupid fell: It fell upon a little western flower, Before milk-white, now purple with love's wound, And maidens call it love-in-idleness.