What Else Is There For Me To

I'll Rest When I'm Dead. I'm Hungry And Life Is Short!

If You Have To Ask For Something More Than Once Or Twice, It Wasn't Yours In The First Place. And That's Hard To Accept When You Love Someone.

I See A Huge Paradox In Me - The Intense Need To Be Loved And The Search For Approval Juxtaposed With The Need To Nurture Other People, To Be The Mother I Never Had.

I Think In The End, When You're Famous, People Like To Narrow You Down To A Few Personality Traits. I Think I've Just Become This Ambitious, Say-whatever's-on-her-mind, Intimidating Person. And That's Part Of My Personality, But It's Certainly Not Anywhere Near The Whole Thing.

If You Don't Vote, You're Going To Get A Spanking.