I Know I Am At The End.

I Am A Grandmother Now, And That Means Age Is Creeping On, Creeping On.

It Is [every Woman’s] Right To Ignore The Dictates Of Fashion And Dress In A Manner That Is Becoming To Her Own Character And Personality.

I Must Hurry Back To My House And My Flowers In Monaco.

I Know I Am At The End. I Shall Never Get Better, Dear.

They Saw Me, Those Reckless Seekers Of Beauty, And In A Night I Was Famous.