I grew up poor and used to look at people in big houses and thought they had everything. Then later on I looked at models in magazines and thought they had it all.

In my life, there have been people that I was convinced would be around forever, and yet, somehow they managed to drift away after a couple of years. Likewise there have been people who have begun as casual acquaintances but become more important with each passing year.

Being friends with anyone for 30 years is no easy task - people change, they drift apart, they move on.

I sleep with my gun on my bedside table. I live alone; it is my protection and makes me feel safer.

I used to think that divorce meant failure, but now I see it more as a step along the path of self-realization and growth.

I’ve elected to age gracefully.

I don't mind being single. In fact, I like it.