It is my intention to make no provision herein for my son Christopher or my daughter Christina for reasons which are well known to them.

Nobody can imitate me. You can always see impersonations of Katharine Hepburn and Marilyn Monroe. But not me. Because I've always drawn on myself only.

Send me flowers while I'm alive. They won't do me a damn bit of good after I'm dead.

I remember most clearly when a teenage Christopher spat in my face. He said, "I hate you". It's pretty hard to overlook that. I couldn't.

It is my intention to make no provision herein for my son Christopher or my daughter Christina for reasons which are well known to them.

Dammit, don't you dare ask God to help me!

Make your wardrobe as versatile as an actress. It should be able to play many roles.