I still have some very dear friends from school, and we get together whenever possible.

I often feel the need of a man to take care of me, even though I can certainly take care of myself.

Do you know the way to San Hose?

All the stars that never were are parking cars and pumping gas.

Tom Walls and his cohort are wolves in sheep's clothing who will besmirch the memory of some genuine historic figures by the next full moon.

My songs are like my children. I love every single one of them.

All my friends and peers keep asking me when I'm going to rest - I just tell them it's another dirty four-letter word!