I used to come home at night full of inspiration, and sit up with a bottle of Scotch. As I wrote, the words seemed wonderful, just too wonderful to be coming from me. Next morning I always found they were terrible and I could never use anything I wrote.

She's descended from a long line her mother listened to.

If a thing is worth doing, it is worth doing slowly ... very slowly.

The dog is dressed just like me at the climax of my act.

It's not what you do. It's the way you do it-stripping, or writing, or talking . . . or just breathing. Do it with an air, and never admit you're scared.

Men aren’t attracted to me by my mind. They’re attracted by what I don’t mind.

I have everything I had twenty years ago, only it's all a little bit lower.