I Have Been Photographed To Death.

[on Las Vegas:] I Love That Town. No Clocks. No Locks. No Restrictions.

How Do You Know Love Is Gone? If You Said That You Would Be There At Seven And You Get There By Nine, And He Or She Has Not Called The Police Yet - It's Gone.

I Do Not Think That We Have A “right” To Happiness. If Happiness Happens, Say Thanks.

On Becoming A 'lady': What Every Mother Wants Her Daughter To Be.

Every Human Being Is In Need Of Talking To Somebody. In This Country Nobody Has Time. It Seems That Talking To A Friend Has Gone Out Of Style. Now You Have To Pay Money To Go To An Analyst.