All through the long winter, I dream of my garden. On the first day of spring, I dig my fingers deep into the soft earth. I can feel its energy, and my spirits soar. — Helen Hayes Copy Share Image
When Charles first saw our child Mary, he said all the proper things for a new father. He looked upon the poor little red thing and blurted, "She's more beautiful than the Brooklyn Bridge." — Helen Hayes Copy Share Image
An actress always knows when she's hit it and mostly you haven't; but once or twice I think I hit it right, so maybe… — Helen Hayes Copy Share Image
The good die young but not always. The wicked prevail but not consistently. I am confused by life, and I feel safe within the… — Helen Hayes Copy Share Image
“From your parents you learn love & laughter & how to put one foot in front of the other. But when books are opened,… — Helen Hayes Copy Share Image
“From your parents, you learn love and laughter and how to put one foot in front of the other. But when books are opened,… — Helen Hayes Copy Share Image
In the last stages of a final illness, we need only the absence of pain and the presence of family. — Helen Hayes Copy Share Image
I'm a boss by nature. I'm bossy. I'm not imperious, but I don't really want people to curtsy low before me and back out… — Helen Hayes Copy Share Image
The story of a love is not important-what is important is that one is capable of love. It is perhaps the only glimpse we… — Helen Hayes Copy Share Image
There's a little vanity chair that Charlie gave me the first Christmas we knew each other. I'll not be parting with that, nor our… — Helen Hayes Copy Share Image
