My life isn’t theories and formulae. It’s part instinct, part common sense. Logic is as good a word as any, and I’ve absorbed what logic I have from everything and everyone… from my mother, from training as a ballet dancer, from Vogue magazine, from the laws of life and health and nature.

There is a science of war, but how strange that there isn't a science of peace. There are colleges of war; why can’t we study peace?

If I blow my nose, it gets written all over the world.

Ive had my share of difficult moments, but whatever difficulties Ive gone through, Ive always gotten a prize at the end.

As a matter of fact, I rather feel like expressing myself now.

True friends are families which you can select.

I lack self-confidence. I don't know whether I shall ever get it. Perhaps it is better to be unsure of your self, as I am. But it is very tiring.