I feel like I came out of the womb and was punted - there you go, out in the world!

God made a very obvious choice when he made me voluptuous; why would I go against what he decided for me? My limbs work, so I'm not going to complain about the way my body is shaped.

There's something liberating about not pretending. Dare to embarrass yourself. Risk.

I always thought I desperately wanted a husband and a big family, because I didn't have it growing up.

My mother used to dress rather risqué when I was a kid, and that sort of shocked me. I always thought moms were supposed to wear cardigans and flats, but she was in leather bracelets and minidresses. In hindsight, I thought it was pretty cool, but I'm probably more conservative because of it.

When you've been locked up in a mental institution, people are going to ask questions. It was OK, because I didn't have to act perfect all the time.

I have certainly had my share of long-distance love affairs.