Neiman-Marcus is one thing, and the Dallas Cowboys are another.

With two leftover husbands to account for, my wicked soul has just about shriveled and died

I have always had a lot more trouble with my truths than with my deceits

the Irish ... are full of the fear of the Lord and the joy of living, and they don't know how to combine the two, but they'll sure have a good time trying.

My only true harmony lies deep within my soul, wherever that is. I know that somehow I am in tune with the universe.

I can only know what love is insofar as I can feel it.

My anger made me drink as an escape from reality, a way of forgetting. But you don't know when the medicinal effect ends and the poisoning begins ... This is my sixth year of sobriety. Overcoming alcoholism has been my greatest challenge and my greatest reward.