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

Actually, social drug-taking went kind of low-key for a couple of years. Probably because of AIDS, people got very conscious of their health. But it seems to be making a comeback. Just the other night I was at a party where people kept disappearing into the bathroom every few minutes. I'm glad I did all that in my 20s and that I'm done with it. And that I wrote about it in Postcards from the Edge.

Sometimes I feel like I've got my nose pressed up against the window of a bakery, only I'm the bread.

You're only as sick as your secrets. Either it comes out their way or my way. I talk about myself behind my back. And I'm funny about it.

I always just looked really like someone who will someday be on prescription medication.

Celebrity is just obscurity biding its time.

I like birds and dogs. I'm allergic to cats.