To Lose Your Prejudices You Must Travel.

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 Have Been Photographed To Death.

Soft Drinks: The Gooey, Bubbly Sea Drowning Our American Children.

It's The Friend You Call Up At Four O'clock In The Morning That Really Matters.

I Dress For The Image. Not For Myself, Not For The Public, Not For Fashion, Not For Men.