You can't just will your dreams to come true. You have to work hard. You have to give 'em wings, arms, legs...whatever it takes to make your dreams come true.

I'll never harden my heart but I've toughened the muscles around it.

I know the struggles of poor people, and have always kept that with me.

You're no Elvis Presley, I'm no Marilyn Monroe, but I do think you're sexy, just thought I'd tell you so.

I love the energy of children. It makes me feel young. I'm just drawn to them. They're like magic to me. And they're drawn to me, the childlike part of me that never did grow up.

I make jokes about it, but it's the truth that I kind of patterned my look after the town tramp. I didn't know what she was, just this woman who was blond and piled her hair up, wore high heels and tight skirts, and, boy, she was the prettiest thing I'd ever seen. Momma used to say, "Aw, she's just trash," and I thought, That's what I want to be when I grow up. Trash.

I'm in showbiz. I look at my boobs like they're show horses or show dogs. You've got to keep them groomed.