I would rather be loved by somebody who respected me.
Everybody knows that love goes away.
I'm not apologizing for what I did. I'm apologizing for what I didn't do.
I still haven't made a film that defines who I am.
My mother had all these maxims-like, classy girls never chew gum, never read comic books, never get their ears pierced, never get their hair dyed.
I have my cards read every time I pass a tarot-reader booth. I would be so embarrassed to have one of those 900 numbers appear on my phone bill, because I don't know how I would explain it to my business manager. It would almost be like saying, Okay, I'm white trash.