But for me, I knew that if I had a baby, I would have to take care of that baby, and I wouldn't have been happy with a nanny taking care of my baby and walking into the room and having my child run across the room to another woman.

I will always play "Stand Back" anyway. And Prince will always he standing behind me every time I do.

In comparison to the eight years I spent on Klonopin, the cocaine and brandy wins hands down. If you are ever in a drugstore and they put you on Klonopin, run out of there screaming.

I know he [Prince] is up there saying to me, "This is not the way I wanted it to happen, Stevie."

I don't love the years going by. I'd just as soon stay forty-five. But it's OK because I feel a whole lot better than I did at thirty-five.

My generation fought very hard for feminism, and we fought very hard to not be labeled as you had to have a husband or you had to be in a relationship, or you were somehow not a cool chick.

Prince would have been the person I thought would live forever because of the way he took care of himself - not counting the fact he jumped off risers in 6-inch heels. He probably had fractures from his feet all the way up to his head.