“I found myself being more and more involved with people who were rejected by society – with drug addicts, alcoholism, battered this, battered that – and I found an affinity there.”

The biggest disease this day and age is that of people feeling unloved.

Everybody needs hugs.

All people want to be touched.

I’ve got to have a place where I can find peace of mind.

I’m much closer to the people at the bottom than the people at the top, and the latter won’t forgive me for it.

Being constantly in the public eye gives me a special responsibility, particularly that of using the impact of photographs to transmit a message, to sensitize the word to an important cause, to defend certain values.

It’s not sissy to show your feeling.

I thought I was the luckiest girl in the world. I had tremendous hope in me.

The people that I care about are the people out there on the street. I can identify with them.

Hugs can do great amounts of good – especially for children.

There’s no better way to dismantle a personality than to isolate it.

They say it is better to be poor and happy than rich and miserable, but how about a compromise like moderately rich and just moody?

Life is just a journey.

I work on instinct. It’s my best adviser.

I’m a free spirit – unfortunately for some.

If men had to have babies, they would only ever have one each.

Sit, be still, and listen, because you’re drunk and we’re at the edge of the roof.

It’s true drinkin will kill ya, but if you’re drunk you don’t care.

Actually, depravity can be terribly boring if you don’t smoke or drink.

As an alcoholic, you will violate your standards quicker than you can lower them.

My books are water; those of the great geniuses is wine. Everybody drinks water.

Either give me more wine or leave me alone.

They asked me why I don’t quit drinking, I told ’em I’m not a quitter.

Write drunk; edit sober.