“What will I be doing in twenty years' time? I'll be dead, darling! Are you crazy?”
“I'm very emotional; I think I may go mad in several years' time.”
“I want to lead the Victorian life, surrounded by exquisite clutter.”
“I'm as gay as a daffodil, my dear!”
“Oh, I was not made for heaven. No, I don't want to go to heaven. Hell is much better. Think of all the interesting people you're going to meet down there!”
“I'm just a musical prostitute, my dear.”