Singing has always seemed to me the most perfect means of expression.

His letters ... have been like fine cold water when you are terribly thirsty.

Dearest - my body is simply crazy with wanting you - If you don't come tomorrow - I don't see how I can wait for you - I wonder if your body wants mine the way mine wants yours - the kisses - the hotness - the wetness - all melting together - the being held so tight that it hurts - the strangle and the struggle.

I don't see why we ever think of what others think of what we do – no matter who they are. Isn't it enough just to express yourself?

I feel there is something unexplored about woman that only a woman can explore.

I've been afraid every single day of my life, but I've gone ahead and done it anyway.

Imagination makes you see all sorts of things.