I want a baby from an Italian - possibly Sicilian - donor.
Be inspired to ignore their ignorant message, and feel gratitude in your heart that you are not burdened or addicted to hate, as they are.
I feel that my fans have cultivated my talent and they continue to nurture me.
Some artists are working to buy the mansion or whatever the element of fame must bear, but I spend all my money on my show.
I'm supposed to be, I am an artist. Yes, I'm lonely. But I'm married to my loneliness.
I had a boyfriend who told me I'd never succeed, never be nominated for a Grammy, never have a hit song, and that he hoped I'd fail. I said to him, 'Someday, when we're not together, you won't be able to order a cup of coffee at the f***** deli without hearing or seeing me.'