I'm the last of the truly tacky women. I do trash with flash and sleaze with ease.

My idea of superwoman is someone who scrubs her own floors.

If only I'd known my differentness would be an asset, then my earlier life would have been much easier.

I firmly believe that with the right footwear one can rule the world.

I have my standards. They're low, but I have them.

Group conformity scares the pants off me because it's so often a prelude to cruelty towards anyone who doesn't want to - or can't - join the Big Parade.

After thirty, a body has a mind of its own.

Cherish forever what makes you unique, 'cuz you're really a yawn if it goes.

If you can accept your differentness and learn to love it and encourage it, then you can be someone wonderful.

Cats always seem so very wise, when staring with their half-closed eyes. Can they be thinking, I'll be nice, and maybe she will feed me twice?

People are not the best because they work hard. They work hard because they are the best.

If you look at it, life is like one big series of lessons, that starts the moment we are born.

I am not imposed upon by fine words

Maximize the potential of everyone close to you

A standing army is like a standing member. It's an excellent assurance of domestic tranquility, but a dangerous temptation to foreign adventure.

I went to high school in Texas for one year, my senior year. My parents wanted me to get out of Stockholm because I was running with the wrong crew. They wanted me to get back to my roots.

What happiness this is: to fly, skimming over the earth just as we do in our dreams! Life has become a dream. Can this be the meaning of paradise?

I do understand people when they say that you destroy the magic of childhood if you encourage too much skeptical questioning.

There are many persons of whom it may be said that they have no other possession in the world but their character, and yet they stand as firmly upon it as any crowned king.

I try to make the best of the opportunities that have been given to me.

My thought, whose murder yet is but fantastical, Shakes so my single state of man That function is smothered in surmise, And nothing is but what is not.