55 Total Quotes
Ingrid Bergman Quotes
Cancer victims who don't accept their fate, who don't learn to live with it, will only destroy what little time they have left.
I've gone from saint to whore and back to saint again, all in one lifetime.
Time is shortening. But every day that I challenge this cancer and survive is a victory for me.
It is not whether you really cry. It's whether the audience thinks you are crying.
No form of art goes beyond ordinary consciousness as film does, straight to our emotions, deep into the twilight of the soul
There are advantages to being a star though - you can always get a table in a full restaurant.
We walk in circles, so limited by our own anxieties that we can no longer distinguish between true and false, between the gangster's whim and the purest ideal
I was not beautiful. When I went to Hollywood the beauties were people like Joan Crawford, Hedy Lamarr, Loretta Young. They were incredibly glamorous. I was always the girl next door.
I do not know how to kiss, or I would kiss you. Where do the noses go?
I remember one day sitting at the pool and suddenly the tears were streaming down my cheeks. Why was I so unhappy? I had success. I had security. But it wasn't enough. I was exploding inside.
Until 45 I can play a woman in love. After 55 I can play grandmothers. But between those ten years, it is difficult for an actress.
I've never sought success in order to get fame and money; it's the talent and the passion that count in success
Never again!! I can see no reason for marriage - ever at all. I've had it. Three times is enough.
Acting is the best medicine in the world - if you're not feeling well, it goes away because you are busy thinking about something that isn't yourself. We actors are very fortunate people.
I was the shyest human ever invented, but I had a lion inside me that wouldn't shut up!
Success is getting what you want; happiness is wanting what you get
A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.
I write scripts to serve as skeletons awaiting the flesh and sinew of images.