I speak English, so I am no longer cute. My tongue itches for French.
I don’t believe in hasty marriages.
Costumes and scenery alone will not attract audiences.
I read the papers every day just to discover if one mentions Anna Held.
If I get married, I think I’d pick out a newspaperman rather than a millionaire. A newspaperman is a regular fellow.
Whatever success I may have attained is due to the fact that since I was old enough to work at all, my ambition has never deserted me.
For a married woman to flirt is a sin.
Yes, I am seeking a husband. As soon as the right man asks me, I shall say, It is not good for a woman to live alone.
I hadn’t even dreamed of getting another Academy Award, and there I was unhappy in my private life and miserable, i remember Clifford Odets drove me three times around the Biltmore, where the Oscars were given out, because I was so full of tears.
I do not like vaudeville, but what can I do? It likes me.
How many women have the courage to start properly with a cold, cold bath early in the morning? I jump in, throw the water, cold as ice, and after the first plunge I am happy.
I am very, very proud of my ability as a cook.
I do not say anything from jealousy.
I wish to please the people, but I want to make them cry, perhaps. There, I have said it.
I was very adept at acquiring languages.
I want to see people turn and writhe; make them feel things they cannot see and sometimes do not know.
I know I am very beautiful.
A woman must make her fortune before she is 30; or work after she is 30; or get married.
I have given up trying to be happy. It is no use an leads to nothing.
I have never known the time when I did not wear stays. My stays are part of me.
Most women are indulgent of themselves. This is a mistake. It should be only the reward of old age.