I see a huge paradox in me - the intense need to be loved and the search for approval juxtaposed with the need to nurture other people, to be the mother I never had.

My nature is to provoke, that's true. I can't help myself. But it's always with good intentions.

My mother died when I was five, and all I did was sit and cry. I cried and cried and cried all day, until the neighbors went away.

They're only words, unless they're true.

If the land of make believe is inside your heart it will never leave.

I don't have a religion because I don't like that word religion.

I think they probably got it on, Jesus and Mary Magdalene.