Timing: The alpha and omega of aerialists, jugglers, actors, diplomats, publicists, generals, prizefighters, revolutionists, financiers, dictators, lovers.

I dress for the image. Not for myself, not for the public, not for fashion, not for men.

Careful grooming may take twenty years off a woman's age, but you can't fool a flight of stairs.

Being in the depths of sadness is just as important an experience as being exuberantly happy.

It's the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter.

Champagne makes you feel like it's Sunday and better days are just around the corner.

Glamour is assurance. It is a kind of knowing that you are all right in every way, mentally and physically and in appearance, and that, whatever the occasion or the situation, you are equal to it.

You can't live without illusions, even if you must fight for them.

Most women set out to try to change a man, and when they have changed him they do not like him.

To lose your prejudices you must travel.

In Europe, it doesn't matter if you're a man or a woman - we make love with anyone we find attractive.

be determined with patience that's it.. game is yours..

The Cheesecake Factory is a great business model, but if you take your wife there for your 25th wedding anniversary, you might not reach your 26th.

My attitude towards drawing is not necessarily about drawing. It's about making the best kind of image I can make, it's about talking as clearly as I can.

For if I try to seize this self of which I feel sure, if I try to define and to summarize it, it is nothing but water slipping through my fingers.

I waited for my first kiss.

My safety and my family's safety are not guaranteed even now.

Men need only trust in Christ's teaching and obey it, and there will be peace on earth.

Let's enjoy this world. Let's enjoy one another. We are meant to love one another, not to hate one another.

People always give me styling products and stuff

Little fly, thy summer's play My thoughtless hand has brushed away. Am not I a fly like thee? Or art not thou a man like me? For I dance and drink and sing, Till some blind hand shall brush my wing!