I never like other people to clean for me. I don't want them to invade my own privacy.

People want gimmicks. They have to lose 10 pounds by 8:30 tonight.

Men go after me, and I choose among them.

All the praise I received couldn't substitute for the praise I had never received from my mother at home. I longed for some wonderful man to come and save me from my life - but there didn't seem to be any, at least not for me.

I'm like a phoenix. I rise from the ashes.

I really don't like talking about diets.