Do you believe in life after love?

My mother was the most creative, fantastic person and would come up with great things for us to do. She'd buy art supplies and all of us would sit around painting. I was lucky.

I was a shy ugly kid who led a big fantasy life. I thought I was an angel sent from heaven, to cure polio. When Dr. Salk did that I was really pissed off.

I can't listen to my own voice, I don't like it. You see all your mistakes when you hear your voice. You see all your imperfections.

Words are like weapons; they wound sometimes.

I only answer to two people, myself and God.

You know, honey, husbands come and go but I'm still Cher at the end of the day.