I'm Like A Phoenix. I Rise From

All The Praise I Received Couldn't Substitute For The Praise I Had Never Received From My Mother At Home. I Longed For Some Wonderful Man To Come And Save Me From My Life - But There Didn't Seem To Be Any, At Least Not For Me.

You've Got To Love People, Places, Ideas; You've Got To Live With Mind, Body, Soul; You've Got To Be Committed; There Is No Life On The Side-lines.

Even When I Jog, I Need A Place To Get To.

I've Lived Through A Lifetime Of Crises And Survived.

You Can't Be Beautiful And Hate Because Hate Is A Corroding Disease And Affects The Way You Look. ... You Can't Hide It - Ever. It Shows In Your Eyes. It Warps Your Expression. It Affects Your Character, Your Personality.