[On Regis Philbin:] He's like everybody's kid brother with his hand in the cookie jar and his foot in his mouth. You love him, but you can't take him anywhere.

I sang with Anita Bryant in the Southern Baptist churches.

I hate politics, hate deals, and deal-making, hate meeting with attorneys and agents.

There was no way we'd ever get spoiled. Daddy made sure to instill in us a work ethic.

I change my hairstyle every day for the show, I'm fastidious and vain about my nails and teeth and grooming and makeup, but a perfect body, forget it. Dust to dust, wuggies to wuggies.

We heard stories about fakery and decoys at revivals. I never personally saw any trickery.

Sexual harassment is complex, subtle, and highly subjective.

I was told all my life I was part Cherokee. Then it was Crow. The latest is Blackfoot.

What most people perceive as energy is really strength of spirit. It comes from the joy of knowing God, loving Him, and being loved by Him.

A fear of the unknown keeps a lot of people from leaving bad situations.

God didn't bless me with success so I could eat caviar every day.

That's all we have, finally, the words, and they had better be the right ones.

Pray for God's mercy in the moment of misfortune.

Don't go into the business of pleasing people. You can't please everybody. Simply do your best at what you do

Society tends to pin women against each other, but we need to treat each other with kindness and compliment one another instead. Because women's voices are the strongest when they're together.

As soon as I get my car I think I'll be going to the cinema more. Since I don't go very often, there are no films that are a must see at the moment. I usually wait till they come out on DVD.

The act of not discussing or confiding the event with another may be more damaging than having experienced the event per se.

I think the whole world should try not talking for a day.

We put authors on such a pedestal, and it's a moment that humanizes the whole thing, and lends an absurdity to what otherwise is a "please sit with your hands on your lap" kind of event.

Everybody is doing the same old thing.

Mother, whose heart hung humble as a button the bright splendid shroud of your son, Do not weep. War is kind.