I love to make stories out of license plates on cars about the initials and the numbers - my mum used to do that with me.

Let me hear your body talk.

I don't know what my path is yet. I'm just walking on it.

Cancer got me over unimportant fears, like getting old.

My cancer scare changed my life. I'm grateful for every new, healthy day I have. It has helped me prioritize my life.

Family, nature and health all go together.

My biggest mistake was my best lesson... you don't learn anything when everything is going perfectly.

To me luxury is to be at home with my daughter, and the occasional massage doesn't hurt.

Fight each round take it on the chin. And never never never ever give in.

I believe love is what makes the world go round. No matter how old or young, love is why we are here. It is the very essence of one's being.

I love that quiet time when nobody's up and the animals are all happy to see me.

When my grandchildren ask me what I did in the '42 movement [Quit India Movement] I say - "I waited for it.

I ain't afraid to love a man. I ain't afraid to shoot him either.

Do you have any bald ice cream?

Without proper foundations, there can be no fashion.

Foe means enemy. Now, will we have differences of opinion with the Russians? Yes. Will they get mad at us from time to time, and we get mad at them? That's part of the normal diplomatic relations.

All artists are vain, they long to be recognized and to leave something to posterity. They want to be loved, and at the same time they want to be free. But nobody is free.

Christ gives peace to the most sinful and miserable that come to Him. He heals the broken in heart and binds up their wounds.

They were missing all the enthusiasm, the creativity; that whole excitement about the music was lost. A lot of people are really going back looking for that.

Let sleep itself be an exercise in piety, for such as our life and conduct have been, so also of necessity will be our dreams.

A diary is more or less the work of a man of clay whose hands are clumsy and in whose eyes there is no light.