But me and my sister knew all the Doris Day and Frank Sinatra songs, too.

The bickering and fighting and hating that women do with each other - it's going to kill us as a race of people.

You've just got to follow your own path. You have to trust your heart and you have to listen to the warnings.

It's time for those of us who have a voice to speak out for life, for love and for justice using the same media we've used throughout our careers.

When I was in my twenties, it felt like I was riding wild horses, and I was hoping I didnt go over a cliff.

As you get older, though, you realize there are fire extinguishers. You do have an ability to control the flames.

But really, we also need to learn how to love one another as women. How to appreciate and respect each other.

I want to give some positive messages and to empower some people.

I'd been in a vicious cycle and circle of people and couldn't see my way out. So I picked myself up one day about 15 years ago and moved where I didn't know anyone.

Painted faces, sun burnt skin, fixed expressions, smiles worn thin.

I'm a woman and I'm a backbone...everybody needs one.

Harry, " Bob drawled, his eye lights flickering smugly, "what you know about women, I could juggle.

Running away from someone you love is a race you will never win.

Oh for a life of sensations rather than of thoughts.

We can guarantee cash benefits as far out and at whatever size you like, but we cannot guarantee their purchasing power.

We have to be continually reminded of what we believe.

For three decades, Democrats and Republicans worked together to make our environment better.

There was an Old Man with an owl, Who continued to bother and howl; He sate on a rail, and imbibed bitter ale, Which refreshed that Old Man and his owl.

In anger, you look ten years older.

Tear thyself from delay.

Do you work in a strip club?