I'm the girliest girl you are ever going to meet.

I've always believed that one woman's success can only help another woman's success.

There's a saying I read recently; I painted it on the fireplace and in my studio: "Be kind to everyone you meet, for everyone is fighting a great battle." We all are. Everyone.

You breathe in and out; you breathe in and you breathe out, and you live one moment into the next moment, and then time goes by, and you find you're able to put one foot in front of the other.

I'm always in love. If it's not with a man, it's something else. I love beauty. I love the sky I see outside the window. There's so much beauty in the world.

You must always have great, secret, big fat hopes for yourself in love and in life. The bigger, the better.

If you've never had a mother or a father, you grow up seeking something you're never going to find, ever. You seek it in love and in people and in beauty.

To be happy--one must find one's bliss

The only thing that would ever embarrass me would be something I would write that would be badly written.

I've had many, many loves. I always feel that something wonderful is going to happen. And it always does.

...that is the best-to laugh with someone because you both think the same things are funny.

Memory is like a curse. We fall into eternity, and memory is a weight that keeps pulling us to where we can never go back to.

Colorful characters are the odd shaped pieces that fill the holes in life's puzzle.

Tis the most tender part of love each other to forgive.

I thank God for my handicaps. For through them, I have found myself, my work and my God.

Great lovers have made great sacrifices.

I love the sounds of Latin jazz, R&B, hip-hop, alternative, all that stuff. I'm a radio kid.

American media has just become talk radio, incredibly partisan name-calling and op-eds.

Creative living, or the life of a creator, seems like a leap into the unknown only because "normal life" is rigid and traumatized.

What, my dear Lady Disdain! are you yet living? Beatrice: Is it possible disdain should die while she hath such meet food to feed it as Signior Benedick?

Blue has no dimensions, it is beyond dimensions.