The world starts to exist, for Americans, when we are in conflict with a place. And then all of a sudden, Afghanistan pops up on the TV screen and it becomes a place. And it exists for three weeks and then it disappears into thin air.

Eros is very close to death. And both things, in a way, balance each other.

Cooking can be like foreplay.

Happiness is pure kitch; we come into the world to suffer and learn.

He had only to touch me to turn my tears into sighs and my anger to desire. How accomodating love is; it forgives everything.

I have travelled all over the world and one thing that amazes me is that I can communicate with people. My story may be different but emotionally we are all the same.

If this world is going to be a better place for our grandchildren and great-grandchildren, it will be women who make it so.