I wasn't a pretty girl. I was six feet tall at 15, you know.

The loss of young first love is so painful that it borders on the ludicrous.

All God's children need traveling shoes.

Reduce your humanity through what Jules Feiffer called little murders. The minute I hear someone trying to demean me, I know that that person means to have my life. And I will not give it to them. When a person commits these little murders, and then you catch him or her at it, he or she might say, "Oh, I didn't mean it." But make no mistake: It is an assassination attempt.

Does my sexiness upset you? Does it come as a surprise That I dance like I've got diamonds At the meeting of my thighs?

Take the blinders from your vision take the padding from your ears and confess you've heard me crying and admit you've seen my tears.

It is very dangerous to make a person larger than life because, then, young men and women are tempted to believe, well, if he was that great, he's inaccessible, and I can never try to be that or emulate that or achieve that.