There's a part of you that always remains a child, no matter how mature you get, how sophisticated or weary.

Most awards, you know, they don't give you unless you go and get them - did you know that? Terribly discouraging.

My biggest nightmare is I'm driving home and get sick and go to hospital. I say: 'Please help me.' And the people say: 'Hey, you look like...' And I'm dying while they're wondering whether I'm Barbra Streisand.

It always gave me the creeps when I saw performers who desperately wanted the audience to like them. That's not what I'm about.

What does it mean when people applaud? Should I give 'em money? Say thank you? Lift my dress? The lack of applause - that I can respond to.

I always wear the same thing at home. I can't be bothered with jewelry. My pants have elastic waists. I like to be comfortable. There are so many more important things to worry about.