When you're young and healthy you can plan on Monday to commit suicide, and by Wednesday you're laughing again.

I am not a victim of emotional conflicts. I am human.

If I'm a star, then the people made me a star.

My heart belongs to daddy.

Anything’s possible, almost.

My public is growing up just as I am. After all, I'm not 19 anymore and if I stick with the sex bit, who will be paying to see me when I'm 50?

I didn't mind being thought of as dumb. I knew I wasn't.