I guess you could say I have bad taste in men. But I no longer feel the need to be someone's wife.

I wish all men were like dogs.

We've become obsessed with beauty and the fountain of youth and, frankly, I'm really saddened by the way women mutilate their faces today in search of that.

I would say a magical thing happened on when the big 40th birthday came. I felt like a light kind of just went off, and maybe that's because I felt like at 40 I had the right to say and be who I wanted to be, say what I wanted to say, and accept what I didn't want to accept.

To make lips look naturally pink, I put on red lipstick, wipe it off, and then apply clear gloss.

I archive a lot of my clothes and have them wrapped up and in boxes. I call them 'little tombs' and keep them in a storage space... I would never get rid of the dress I wore on the night I won my Oscar. When I die, someone can have it, but not a minute before!

I carried my Oscar to bed with me. My first and only three-way happened that night.