Do some yoga. I never feel more beautiful than after I've really spent some time breathing.
Fame gives you everything you never wanted.
Maybe, in the final analysis, they saw me as something I wasn't and I tried to turn them into something they could never be. I loved them all but maybe I never understood any of them. I don't think they understood me.
Sing me not a song; let me hear your recital of veneration and respect; this I will listen to over and over when I share your need of pleasing.
Don't think for a minute that bad publicity and endless criticism don't leave their claw marks on everyone concerned. Your friends try to cheer you up by saying lightly, "I suppose you get used to it, and ignore it. " You try. You try damned hard. But you never get used to it. It always wounds and hurts.
Petting is the study of the anatomy in braille.
When I'm old and gray, I want to have a house by the sea. And paint. With a lot of wonderful chums, good music, and booze around. And a damn good kitchen to cook in.
Our reluctance to honestly examine the experience of aging and dying has increased the harm we inflict on people and denied them the basic comforts they most need.
Happiness isn't a thing. You can't go out and get it like a cup of tea. It's the way you feel about things.
Truth comes home to the mind so naturally, that when we learn it for the first time, it seems as though we did no more than recall it to our memory.
I had yet to be a mother, but I would have thought it difficult to forget something it took thirty-seven hours of excruciating pain to push out from between my legs ~Charley Davidson