I am a dyke! And I'm damn proud of it!

Emotional troubles are like landfill. Get them outside, and the air disintegrates them.

I was absorbing a sorry truth of show business - rejection is the norm and acceptance the oddity. I was learning to cut the tops off my highs and stay with the lows where the rejections and letdowns would be shallow.

I don't think I'm good in bed. My husband never said anything, but after we made love he'd take a piece of chalk and outline my body.

I must admit I am nervous about getting Alzheimer's. Once it hits, I might tell my best joke and never know it.

Better laid than never.

I’m never without a bandage.