In life, we weep at the thought of death. In death, perhaps we weep at the thought of life.
The one thing a person wants in life is usually something basic that money can’t buy.
I’m one of the world’s most self-conscious people. I really have to struggle.
I want to be an artist, not an erotic freak. I don’t want to be sold to the public as a celluloid aphrodisiac.
Love and work are the only two real things in our lives. They belong together, otherwise it is off. Work is in itself a form of love.
When I was five I think, that’s when I started wanting to be an actress.
I used to say to myself, ‘What the devil have you got to be proud about, Marilyn Monroe?’ And I’d answer, ‘Everything, everything,’ and I’d walk slowly and turn my head slowly as if I were a queen.
Acting became more than a profession to me. It became a sort of religion.
You can read about yourself but what’s important is how you feel about yourself.
I don’t understand why people aren’t a little more generous with each other.
It’s a terrible thing to be lonesome, especially in the middle of a crowd.
I want to say to the people, if I am a star, the people made me a star. No studio, no person, but the people did.
I have never been able to wear pajamas or creepy nightgowns; they disturb my sleep.
By nature, I suppose I have a languorous disposition.
I usually eat four or five raw carrots with my meat, and that is all. I must be part rabbit; I never get bored with raw carrots.
I doubt if any doctor could recommend a more nourishing breakfast for a working girl in a hurry.
I’m personally opposed to a deep tan because I like to feel blond all over.
I don’t think sun-tanned skin is any more attractive than white skin, or any healthier, for that matter.
I have evolved my own exercises, for the muscles I wish to keep firm, and I know they are right for me because I can feel them putting the proper muscles into play as I exercise.
I never used to bother with exercises. Now I spend at least 10 minutes each morning working out with small weights.