How I wish we lived in a time when laws were not necessary to safeguard us from discrimination.

What does it mean when people applaud? Should I give 'em money? Say thank you? Lift my dress? The lack of applause - that I can respond to.

I don't like talking about myself and I don't like talking about the work.

It's true that I have a very healthy ego; anybody who creates does.

A large part of me is pure nebbish - plain, dull, uninteresting. There's a more flamboyant part, too. Obviously.

I don't enjoy public performances and being up on a stage. I don't enjoy the glamour. Like tonight, I am up on stage and my feet hurt.

When I was a teenager in New York, I was buying antique clothes. I still am.