I feel very adventurous. There are so many doors to be opened, and I'm not afraid to look behind them.

I don't entirely approve of some of the things I have done, or am, or have been. But I'm me. God knows, I'm me.

It is very strange that the years teach us patience - that the shorter our time, the greater our capacity for waiting.

The problem with people who have no vices is that generally you can be pretty sure they're going to have some pretty annoying virtues.

I'm a survivor - a living example of what people can go through and survive.

I hate myself on the screen. I want to die ... my voice is either too high or too gravelly. I want to dive under the carpet.... I'd love to be tall and willowy ... I'm short.

I don't like my voice. I don't like the way I look. I don't like the way I move. I don't like the way I act. I mean period. So you know I don't like myself.

I feel very adventurous. There are so many doors to be opened and I'm not afraid to look behind them.

When people say: she's got everything I've only one answer: I haven't had tomorrow.

It's not the having it's the getting.

She seemed to be lovely still to herself, as if no amount of looking into mirrors could ruin her illusion.