As a child, I was taught that it was bad manners to bring attention to yourself, and to never, ever make a spectacle of yourself ... All of which I've earned a living doing.

I have no illusions about my looks. I think my face is funny.

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

When you have nobody you can make a cup of tea for, when nobody needs you, that's when I think life is over.

I hope for better things, and I thank God the world is also full of people who want to be genuine and kind.

The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries or the way she combs her hair.

...perhaps that is what ultimately unites us as a world: the fact that, no matter how prosperous a nation, how developed, all share the plight and embarrassment of having so many suffering children. We are united by our neglect, our abuse, our absence of love. Have we forgotten about the children, and thus forsaken the next generation?