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

You've got to love people, places, ideas; you've got to live with mind, body, soul; you've got to be committed; there is no life on the side-lines.

Men go after me, and I choose among them.

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

Even when I jog, I need a place to get to.

I really don't like talking about diets.