I Live Like A Monk: With One

[when Asked If She Believed In "women's Lib":] Not Really. Not When I See What Most Of Them Look Like.

I Have Made Enough Faces.

I Never Met A Man I Could Marry.

Love Is A Romantic Designation For A Most Ordinary Biological Process-or, Shall We Say, Chemical-process ... A Lot Of Nonsense Is Talked And Written About It.

There Are Some Who Want To Get Married And Others Who Don't. I Have Never Had An Impulse To Go To The Altar. I Am A Difficult Person To Lead.