I know what it's like to have someone coming home who looks at you not in the way they used to in the old days, and I've seen my own face contorted with sadness and rage in the mirror.

My mother was right: When you've got nothing left, all you can do is get into silk underwear and start reading Proust.

But who wants an easy life ? It's boring !

I'd rather live on my own than live with a face that looks at me with the wrong eyes.

My look is a cocktail. I'm not as nicely turned out as the french, but I don't care like the English.

Keep smiling - it takes 10 years off!

Any film I see at two o'clock in afternoon with my mother seems to cast a strange spell that means we both come out sobbing.

When I made mistakes, people used to laugh. I could have learnt better, but I've always liked to make people laugh.

Everything I wear doesnt put me in the league of women. If I were a boy, I could look a lot prettier than a lot of boys I know.

If you fall in love with a country and its people, that makes any country warm to you.

People always like things that seem exotic.

Then we have to pray for the light of the Holy Spirit to shine in people’s lives

Art is made by the alone for the alone.

Joy, humor, and laughter should be part of everyone's spiritual life. They are gifts from God and help us enjoy creation.

Love is grand divorce is a hundred grand.

Swans live wherever there is water, and leave the place where water dries up; let not a man act so - and comes and goes as he pleases.

I grew up as a kid being able to attend concerts, go to art museums. Santa Barbara was a rich cultural community, and I had access to everything. I think that shaped me as an artist.

I find you have to come as litmus paper and be available to whatever way you can be.

I think the locker room is a huge part of the football team and often is a part thats overlooked. The chemistry in your locker room has a lot to do with how youre going to go out there and perform.

Death people who are still alive at this hour, must resurrect and ascend to the intellectual heaven where there is no ignorance.

My charity is outrage, life my shame; And in that shame still live my sorrow's rage!