I don't love the word luxury because it feels Bougy to me.

It's funny how something so normal and mundane that you see every day-your body-can be controversial. The shock value is intense. It's like carrying an art piece around with you all the time.

Even if you're only wearing trainers and a vest, eyeliner will instantly transform you. People always look put-together when their make-up's on and their eyes are popping - just ask Amy Winehouse!

Even talking, I'm super-loud. I could never have that kind of meek, little wispy whimsical lavender and lace voice. It comes from my body. There's no way I can fight it.

All this fashion stuff - who's cool now - is just a bigger version of the cool kids versus the nerds.

I'm a great believer in karma and the vengeance that it serves up to those who are deliberately mean is generally enough for me.

I'm passionate about color. My best friend and I sit and look at Pantone books for fun.

I'm not sure that I am able to feel embarrassment.

I've belched a lot more since I had gall bladder surgery. I don't know why.

I'm naturally a mousy blonde, so I dye my hair, and my eyebrows would disappear if I didn't get through at least a pencil a month.

I'm shameless, and I love a pun. There's a lot of Beth puns.

You must not ever stop being whimsical. And you must not, ever, give anyone else the responsibility for your life.

The natural is so awesome that we need not go beyond it.

She's Prim's size in diameter.

I lived to be forgotten because I'd forgotten how to live

I am tired, Beloved, of chafing my heart against the want of you; of squeezing it into little inkdrops, And posting it.

When we acknowledge God's supreme role in our life and set our mind on Him, He enables us to be women of hope.

When you produce and direct your own film you havethe somewhat consoling feeling that the producer will kill for you.

On first listening, Joni Mitchell's 'Court And Spark,' the first truly great pop album of 1974, sounds surprisingly light; by the third or fourth listening, it reveals its underlying tensions.

The truth is a trap: you cannot get it without it getting you; you cannot get the truth by capturing it, only by its capturing you.

The true is the name of whatever proves itself to be good in the way of belief, and good, too, for definite, assignable reasons.