Men go after me, and I choose among them.

I'm not conniving - that has a pejorative context. I'm not sitting in back rooms making deals. That's not my style.

I've lived through a lifetime of crises and survived.

I never like other people to clean for me. I don't want them to invade my own privacy.

All the praise I received couldn't substitute for the praise I had never received from my mother at home. I longed for some wonderful man to come and save me from my life - but there didn't seem to be any, at least not for me.

I'm like a phoenix. I rise from the ashes.

Men go after me, and I choose among them.