Audrey Hepburn

There must be something wrong with those people who think Audrey Hepburn doesn't perspire, hiccup or sneeze, because they know that's not true. In fact, I hiccup more than most.

My life isn't theories and formulas. It's part instinct, part common sense. Logic is as good a word as any, and I've absorbed what logic I have from everything and everyone . . . from my mother, from training as a ballet dancer, from magazine, from the laws of life and health and nature.

I am not beautiful. My mother once called me an ugly duckling. But,listed separately, I have a few good features.

I tried always to do better: saw always a little further. I tried to stretch myself.

If I'm honest I have to tell you I still read fairy-tales and I like them best of all.

In Holland and Belgium, and afterwards in England, my happiest moments were in the country. I've always had a passion for the outdoors, for trees, for birds and flowers.

I never expected to be a star, never counted on it, never even wanted it. Not that I didn't enjoy it all when it happened.

I went through a period of first successes. Then there was the inevitable change: the bad newspaper articles. Some people don't care about that, but I do. I'm hurt. I feel it. I don't think I've done anything dreadful. Sometimes you do things for reasons the press doesn't know. But I'm happy to go on as I have.

I've been lucky. Opportunities don't often come along. So, when they do, you have to grab them.