The whole point about beauty is its imperfection.

When a woman becomes her own best friend life is easier.

Harbour Island in the Bahamas is beautiful, with turquoise water and pink sand.

Bali and the Aman resorts are all very luxurious, great places to go.

If you like trekking, go to the Himalayas or Peru. I love those kinds of trips. But it all depends on your own life and what you like and what you expect.

Ireland is also quite nice. So is Amsterdam.

The most important relationship in your life is the relationship you have with yourself. Because no matter what happens, you will always be with yourself.

I always wanted to be a femme fatale. Even when I was a young girl, I never really wanted to be a girl. I wanted to be a woman.

Go to a place where you're not going to be stressed, because a honeymoon itself can be a stressful thing.

I travel light. I think the most important thing is to be in a good mood and enjoy life, wherever you are.

Insecurity is a waste of time.

Just as some people may conceal their own sinfulness thus seeming better than the norm, others expose their own sinfulness thus seeming worse than the norm.

Many people succeed when others do not believe in them. But rarely does a person succeed when he does not believe in himself.

Or the woman in front of me in the security line who asked if they would put her cat, Dave, through the luggage X-ray machine because she wanted to see if he'd eaten a necklace.

On the robot kit, I can choose very boring parts or I can choose exciting and interesting parts. That is a reflection of my personality and the kinds of things I am interested in.

Nobody can be a success if they don't love their work.

There is deception. People who think they are enlightened and it's just ego.

Readers are lucky - they will never be bored or lonely.

If it had been our intention to take Iraq, if it had been our intention to destroy the country, if it had been our intention to overrun the country, we could have done it unopposed.

Opportunity is a parade. Even as one chance passes, the next is a fife and drum echoing in the distance.

Memory, the warder of the brain.