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

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.

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

You cannot be beautiful and hate.

You can't be beautiful and hate because hate is a corroding disease and affects the way you look. ... You can't hide it - ever. It shows in your eyes. It warps your expression. It affects your character, your personality.

The accomplice to the crime of corruption is frequently our own indifference.