Quotes from Carrie Fisher

Who's more famous than Debbie [Reynolds] and Eddie [Fisher]? C-3PO and Darth Vader.

Oh, and my form of mental illness is also a tiny bit infectious by the way. I may have gotten it from Amy Winehouse's toilet seat. So

I was invited to go to a mental hospital. And you know, you don't want to be rude, so you go.

I talked to my agent today. He thinks maybe I should do a television series. I would like to do something where I have to work all the time. Keep my mind off my mind, as it were. Get up real early in the morning, act like someone else all day, and fall asleep at night. A perfect job for me. The fix that doesn't.

I like something to suddenly appear that didn't seem to be there. I like to be surprised in the area of flesh. I don't necessarily like to be surprised in the area of brain, although I must say this girl did interest me that way. At one point she said something like that I should fuck bimbos and have the cigarette with her, which was a funny line. She says some very funny stuff.

Youth and beauty are not accomplishments… Don't hold your breath for either.

he wasn't a bad human. He was much more on the good side of the bad/good human graph. He was bad and good, like most people. A good person who does bad things or a bad person who does good things—as long as people are involved, people will do bad or good things to them. Especially when there's money

If what doesn't kill you makes you—well, what doesn't kill you makes you not dead but if what doesn't kill you makes you stronger, then I should be able to lift Cedars-Sinai Hospital and glow in the dark. So I say to myself at this point—BRING IT ON!!!

standing there beside this king, Han Solo and all the other characters he would eventually play seeded in him now. And then there was me, pregnant with all those people I would play: a vengeful hairdresser, a hostile mother-in-law, a flute-playing adulteress, a psychologist, a drug-addicted writer, a boyfriend-poaching actress, a boy-hungry casting director, myself, an unfaithful wife, an angry boss, myself, myself, myself, myself, and a couple of nuns.

Suzanne Vale had a problem, and it was the one she least liked thinking about: She'd had a child with someone who forgot to tell her he was gay. He forgot to tell her, and she forgot to notice.

While she'd been drying her hair, she'd come up with a new message for her answering machine - "I'm out, deliberately avoiding your call" - and that simple burst of creativity had raised her spirits a bit.

It seems like I want them to like me for my mind, anyway," she said, "so why not let them go straight for it? Why get them to like my legs? It doesn't seem like that's me. I feel like what I look like is government issue, it's pretty much out of my hands. But I invent the stuff I say. That's me.

And her sponsor said, "God never gives us any more than we can handle, so if He gives you a lot to handle, take it as a compliment. It's because He believes that you can handle a lot." It was such a powerful thought, I wanted to brand it into my brain.

A man with a beard - Suzanne guessed he was an assistant director - came toward her, speaking into a walktie-talkie. "Yep, she just got here," he said. "I'll show her to her trailer." He smiled at her. "I'm Ted," he said, "designed to make your life a more annoying place to be." Suzanne smiled back, bowed her wet head, and said, "Suzanne, designed to be annoyed." Ted laughed. "The we ought to get along great.

So, I need to reacquaint myself with this sort of celebrity person I seem to be. Someone who was in an iconic, blockbuster film called Star Wars.

A man with a beard - Suzanne guessed he was an assistant director - came toward her, speaking into a walktie-talkie. "Yep, she just got here," he said. "I'll show her to her trailer." He smiled at her. "I'm Ted," he said, "designed to make your life a more annoying place to be." Suzanne smiled back, bowed her wet head, and said, "Suzanne, designed to be annoyed." Ted laughed. "Then we ought to get along great.

Celebrity is just obscurity biding its time.

I am a spy in the house of me. I report back from the front lines of the battle that is me. I am somewhat nonplused by the event that is my life.

But vows seemed ridiculous -- it was hard enough to keep appointments.

Do I look like someone who would be wandering around with a bunch of cologne names rattling around in my head? Well, tragically, I did. I did have quite a few ideas for cologne names and so I told them to Bob.

Happy is one of the many things I'm likely to be over the course of a day and certainly over the course of a lifetime.

Dylan wasn't calling to ask me on a date. He was calling because this cologne company had contacted him to see if he would endorse a cologne called Just Like a Woman. Now Bob didn't like that name, but he liked the idea of endorsing a cologne. And he wanted to know if I had any good cologne names. Do

ultimately you could say that I don't have a problem with drugs so much as I have a problem with sobriety.

when the tide comes in, it's all good. But when the tide goes out, the mood that cannot and should not be named comes over you and into you. Because to name it would be an act of summoning.