She also commented on Dean's romantic side claiming that he will often do spontaneous things to surprise her and sometimes even writes her poems.

She is reputed to have commented after he was threatened with disciplinary action following the straining of his ship's engines, " What?

She commented on the disease: " Like many women, I assumed heart disease was a man's disease and cancer was what we would fear the most.

She commented in the book's introduction: " Mention the name ' Moonies ' to anyone in the West today, and the chances are that you will receive an immediate reaction which falls somewhere between a delicate shudder and an indignant outburst of fury.

She commented that " I used to take my toenails — they would die from dancing — so I would just take the whole toenail and throw it away, and not feel anything ," however, ballet instilled in her discipline that would be important in her future acting career.

In 1999, Katrina Bayonas, Cruz's agent, commented, " She was absolutely magic the audition.

She also commented that she once saw a woman in her audience dressed in dripping chiffon with a Gibson Girl hairstyle and big boots and Nicks knew she wanted something similar.

She frequently commented on her admiration for Lee Grant, with whom she had played several dramatic scenes.

She commented to a journalist that the record company was " putting Manson up on a pedestal for young people who don't know who he is to worship like an idol.

" Rihanna has commented that " he was one of the first female pop icons that I could relate to ... She was so vibrant, she had so much energy.

She appeared opposite Maurice Chevalier, who commented of her, " She was lovely, brunette, talented and a delicious comedienne, and her English was perfect.

When someone commented that Stein didn't look like her portrait, Picasso replied, " She will ".

She won the Academy Award for Best Actress for the role, but commented it was belated recognition for Of Human Bondage, calling the award a " consolation prize ".

She commented that she had a " nerve " playing a woman in her sixties, to which Laughton replied, " Never not dare to hang yourself.

But when it opened at the Palace Theatre in February 1968, Frank Marcus, reviewing for Plays and Players, commented that: " She sings well.

" Following her death a couple of years later, he commented that it was perhaps her " fast and shallow " lifestyle that led to her death: " She could have been Queen of England – and she was swanning about Paris with Arabs.

She also commented on the difficulties she had while recording her second solo album Overpowered.

She commented in a letter: " The polyclads of Bermuda were so pretty that I could not resist collecting them and figuring out Verrill's mistakes " ( quoted in Schram, p. 126 ).

She also commented that although he was not drunk, he was not really sober either, but had very strict rules when it came to performances.

She commented that the advent of video allowed the film to be seen by a new audience and that modern appraisals of the film had led to it being regarded as a classic, but that the renewed appreciation for Johnson's performance had started only shortly before her death.

She provided her reminiscences from her sick bed, and commented " Have you any idea of the pleasure of lying in bed for six months, talking about yourself to a very intelligent man?

She also commented on the band's third album Faceless, which " mixes arena rock in the vein of an Alice in Chains ", " riff-heavy, layered tunes and sharp, confident bridge-burning lyrics ".

James ' brother Jack commented, " She was a damn no-good woman ".

She later commented that she had not expected it to succeed and that she ultimately felt trapped by its success.

She began to explain, `` There was this poet, in Italy '' He interrupted, `` Please don't judge all poets ''.

She remained squatting on her heels all the time we were there ; ;

She has rarely been photographed with him and, except for Carl's seventy-fifth anniversary celebration in Chicago in 1953, she has not attended the dozens of banquets, functions, public appearances, and dinners honoring him -- all of this upon her insistence.

She can remove all knick-knacks within reach.

She soared over the new pastor like an avenging angel lest he stray from the path and not know all the truth and gossip of which she was chief repository.

She was personally sloppy, and when she had colds would blow her nose in the same handkerchief all day and keep it, soaking wet, dangling from her waist, and when she gardened she would eat dinner with dirt on her calves.

She enjoyed great parties when she would sit up talking and dancing and drinking all night, but it always seemed to her that being alone, especially alone in her house, was the realest part of life.

She had made curtains for all the windows of her little house, and she had kept it spotless and neat, shabby as it was, and cooked good meals for Bobby Joe.

She had done all the things she had promised herself she would do, but she had not thought of this.

She was going to tell Bobby Joe about how mistaken she had been, but he brought one of the cousins home for supper, and all they did was talk about antelope.

She was too young, that was all ; ;

She hopes that all will support the contestants from our own community by attending our Pageants and the State Pageant June 17 ; ;

She also banks into a turn like a fine runabout -- not digging in on the outside to throw passengers all over the boat like many a small cabin cruiser.

She found she could cope with all kinds of problems for which she was once considered too helpless.

She is well-educated and refined, all wildcat and fur, and Union from the muzzle to the crupper ''.

She drew on all her resources of mind and heart to help them -- to make them at home in the world ; ;

She was closely associated with the Founders in all their trials and hardships.

She was closing and within one more bound would have been able to reach the rear end of the bay, but -- and here Jones and Loveless and Ulyate were holding breath for all they were worth -- she never quite caught up that last bound.

She had it all planned out, how she'd do.

She didn't mind working hard, not as if she figured to do anything wrong to live easy and soft -- all she wanted was a chance, where she wasn't marked as what she was.

She was all he had, everything he had, everything he wanted.

She tried to think of his unpredictable actions in the eleven years she had known him and discovered they weren't so many after all.

She glanced at the man nodding beside her, a man with weather cracks furrowed into his lean cheeks, with powdery pale eyes reflecting all the droughts he had seen, reflecting the sky and the drought which must follow now in August -- yes, with eyes predicting the drought and here it was only June, only festival time again and thoughts of Gratt Shafer would not leave her.

She showed no interest at all in the life he had led back home, and it hurt him a little.

She smiled all the way to her wise, sad eyes, and drained her own.