I believe in dressing for the occasion. There's a time for sweater, sneakers and Levis and a time for the full-dress jazz.

I do everything the man does, only backwards and in high heels!

The only way to enjoy anything in this life is to earn it first.

When two people love each other, they don't look at each other, they look in the same direction.

Part of the joy of dancing is conversation. Trouble is, some men can't talk and dance at the same time.

You've got to stand for something or you'll fall for anything.

The most important thing in anyone's life is to be giving something. The quality I can give is fun, joy and happiness. This is my gift.

Perhaps I am old-fashioned, but black and white films still hold an affectionate place in my heart; they have an incomparable mystique and mood.

I don't care what the critics say. My fabulous mom will give me a good review if nobody else does.

There's nothing a man can do, that i can't do better and in heels

My mother told me I was dancing before I was born. She could feel my toes tapping wildly inside her for months.

Far too many young people coming of age today have no spiritual or emotional roots. They have been deprived of values by an agnostic and contemporary culture.

Silence is best reserved for the fearful and foolish.

What was it about my obsession with romance that always made me feel embarrassed? Like it was a silly, girlish thing to obsess about. In reality, it was what we all wanted, right?

In all history there is no war which was not hatched by the governments, the governments alone, independent of the interests of the people, to whom war is always pernicious even when successful.

I'll never quit playing country music, or at least acknowledging it, always, as the cornerstone of what I am.

I would always sing it (Take Me Out To The Ballgame) because I think it's the only song I knew the words to.

My kids probably started drinking coffee in their late teens.

Every prayer is an agreement with yourself.

Every noon as the clock hands arrive at twelve, I want to tie the two arms together, And walk out of the bank carrying time in bags.

It is where we embrace our questions. . . . Can we listen with our whole beings, not just our minds, and offer our attention rather than our opinions?