I have a lot of friends that are ex-Miss Alabamas and ex-Miss Georgias.

Being an only child and losing both my parents at an early age, I have found that the friends I have made over the years are the people who help me get through life, good times and bad.

If you cage a wild thing, you can be sure it will die, but if you let it run free, nine times out of ten it will run back home.

It's always the darkest just before the glorious dawn.

I wonder how many people don't get the one they want, but end up with the one they're supposed to be with.

The line between the public life and the private life has been erased, due to the rapid decline of manners and courtesy. There is a certain crudeness and crassness that has suddenly become accepted behavior, even desirable.

I just know there's an albino living in the colored quarters. I can feel it in my bones.