I was born imagining myself with an apron on, with pies cooling on the window sill and babies crying upstairs. I thought that all that stuff would somehow anchor me to the planet, that it was the weight I needed to keep from just flying off into space.

I used to want to gamble, too, until I was 20 and could actually go to a casino. Then I wasn't so crazy about the attitude.

I was street smart, but unfortunately the street was Rodeo Drive.

I was into pain reduction and mind expansion, but what I've ended up with is pain expansion and mind reduction.

I probably have more male friends that talk about us in a way that doesn't thrill me. I sometimes get a bit surprised when females talk like that around men.

I'm in denial in its lesser state. It will take me a second. People around me will notice my mania first. And, my depression.

You're not famous until you're a Pez dispenser.