I feel beautiful when I'm at peace with myself.

If your wearing lingerie that makes you feel glamorous, you're halfway thereto turning heads.

It's not vanity to feel you have a right to be beautiful. Women are taught to feel we're not good enough, that we must live up to someone else's standards. But my aim is to cherish myself as I am.

I feel beautiful when I'm at peace with myself. When I'm serene, when I'm a good person, when I've been considerate of others.

Having children is my greatest achievement. It was my saviour. It switched my focus from the outside to the inside. My children are gifts, they remind me of what's important.

You have nothing to sell except for the image: The image is everything.

I used to wear heels because I wanted to show people I wasn't ashamed of being tall.

Underwear is such an emotional thing.

The birth of my sons. The birth of new emotions...what a privilege. What a blessing.

I like colourful knickers, but most importantly a great pair of knickers should be taken off with more joy than they were put on.

Being a public person doesn't necessarily mean you're a piece of meat for everybody.

Then the singing enveloped me. It was furry and resonant, coming from everyone's very heart. There was no sense of performance or judgment, only that the music was breath and food.

...do you think God made the world to amuse himself because he was bored? Because if so he would have to be mean.

No one can be free who has a thousand ancestors.

Let us have peace.

A lot of the people who keep a gun at home for safety are the same ones who refuse to wear a seat belt

I probably spend more time with my kids than the average stay-at-home mother.

I believe women should own their sexuality and sexual expression.

I'm interested in fashion; I buy fairly good pieces, and I think as I've gotten older, I've pared down a lot.

Police arrested two kids yesterday, one was drinking battery acid, the other was eating fireworks. They charged one and let the other one off.

And if unhappy in her love, her heart is like some fortress that has been captured, and sacked, and abandoned, and left desolate.