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.

Words are like weapons; they wound sometimes.

Going hungry never bothered me - it was having no clothes.

I won't be able to do what I'm doing forever. There aren't that many scripts floating around for fifty-year-old chicks.

Younger men are more supportive and a lot less demanding, and they also have more time for their relationships.

Sometimes I feel like an old hooker.

Men aren't necessities, they're luxuries.