Ends and beginnings there are no such things. There are only middles.

People think you're crazy if you talk about things they don't understand.

I hope you're going to edit this stuff. I don't want to sound like a senile, self-pitying chick babbling on and on about her days of glory.

The same wind is blowing, and yet one of us may be cold and the other not.

When a man is perfect, he sees perfection in others. When he sees imperfection, it is his own mind projecting itself.

There are three people in yourself:Who people think you are, Who you think you are, and who you really are.