My mother wanted me to be friends only with children she considered socially suitable.

We have to convince the people of Bucharest, who are dog lovers, to treat dogs like they treat their children and not just let them roam the streets.

My private life became public.

On the outside one is a star. But in reality, one is completely alone, doubting everything. To experience this loneliness of soul is the hardest thing in the world.

There is a French proverb: To live happy, live hidden. Where can Brigitte Bardot hide?

Among Muslims, I think there are some who are very good and some hoodlums, like everywhere.

I have never put a gun to anyone's head to obligate him to marry me.