The script [for the movie based on the life of singer Connie Francis -- "Who's Sorry Now?"] is finished and is in the hands of several artists to see if somebody wants to film at the start of [2006].

Motherhood is... difficult and... rewarding.

For the rest of my life, the one song that people will remember -- regardless -- is "Conga" . . . I never get tired of singing it. It never gets old for me.

Whatever it is your heart desires, please go for it, it's yours to have.

You can put things off until tomorrow but tomorrow may never come.

You've got to believe. Never be afraid to dream.

Everything that an artist does is a risk. Some people want you to stay the same. If you want to evolve, they want to keep you in a certain place.

I make the best pancakes you'll ever have! And I claim that title gladly. On Saturdays I make them for everybody.

The most beautiful thing about music is that it transcends most anything.

We seal our fate with the choices we make.

The sad truth is that opportunity doesn't knock twice.

Truly creative people care little about what they have done, and a lot about what they are doing.

Trump's biggest failure as a political leader is that he sees the worst in people, and he encourages the worst in people.

There is more similarity in the marketing challenge of selling a precious painting by Degas and a frosted mug of root beer than you ever thought possible.

To love and to labor is the sum of living.

Being joyful isn't what makes you grateful. Being grateful is what makes you joyful.

He had a heart that could have held the entire empire of the world; and, in the end, he had to content himself with a cellar.

Lose the pessimism, Ms. Lane. It's a self-fulfilling prophecy.

None of the adults I knew ever touched in public, much less kneaded each others flesh.

Glances are the first billets-doux of love.

There is far too much talk of love and grief benumbing the faculties, turning the hair gray, and destroying a man's interest in his work. Grief has made many a man look younger.