My mom is a little bit eccentric. I mean, she does - she has a lot of unique ideas. For example, she thought that I should have a child with her last husband, Richard, because it would have nice eyes.

I hate caviar. Ugh! The freebase of food!

I didn't confide in men. Well, I didn't confide in anyone.

My mother had an amazing life, and she's someone to admire.

Until adolescence I thought I had the best mother in the world. Such a graceful mother. I had this fantasy that I was the wrong daughter.

Instant gratification takes too long.

Never love for me, only obsession.