Hollywood amuses me. Holier-than-thou for the public and unholier-than-the-devil in reality

I don't like yelling and fighting, and I can't quarrel.

Our life dictates a certain kind of wardrobe.

I work hard in social work, public relations, and raising the Grimaldi heirs.

It would be very sad if children had no memories before those of school. What they need most is the love and attention of their mother.

I've been accused of being cold, snobbish, distant. Those who know me well know that I’m nothing of the sort. If anything, the opposite is true. But is it too much to ask to want to protect your private life, your inner feelings? Lots of things touch me and I don’t want to be indiscreet.

I've had happy moments in my life, but I don't think that happiness-- being happy-- is a perpetual state that anyone can be in. Life isn't that way.