I don't think I'm tough in a so called tough way. I'm tough on myself.

I'd take out a joint and light it. First, just faking it. Then I started lighting live joints, passing them around to the band, you know. I was great, it relieved all my tensions. And I ended up with the greatest supply of grass ever. Other acts up and down the Strip heard about what I was doing - Little Anthony and the Imperials, people like that - and started sending me the best dope in the world. I never ran out.

I think of myself as a girl from Brooklyn.

Success to me is having ten honeydew melons and eating only the top half of each slice.

I wasn't supported, I wasn't given any self-esteem.

I just don't like the idea of her singing my songs. Who the hell does she thinks she is? The world doesn't need another Streisand! (on Diana Ross)

I've considered having my nose fixed. But I didn't trust anyone enough. If I could do it myself with a mirror.