From Langtry’s memoirs near the end of life, reflecting back on her very dramatic life on and off stage:
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Anyone who limits her vision to memories of yesterday is already dead.
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You wouldn’t believe how the town was named for me. I was met by the whole population, headed by the mayor.
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I know I am at the end. I shall never get better, dear.
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Sympathy is charming, but it does not make up for pain.
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I’m not afraid. I never liked long last acts.
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I do not regret one moment of my life.
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Why in the world would anyone want to photograph an old woman like me?
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I am a grandmother now, and that means age is creeping on, creeping on.