“When I get older, I don’t think I’ll like to have wrinkles, or a big jelly belly. I cannot have it.”

I would like just one time to be on the cover of Italian Vogue.

I believe love just happens once. You can be mistaken, you can think you are in love.

Unexpected romantic gestures are very important and keep things exciting.

I also want [my kids] to always feel confident and free to be themselves.

I know all the girls, but we all work a lot and don’t have time to hang out together. They’re all really nice; I’ve never had a problem with any model.

You have to believe in yourself and be strong.

Every work has the bad side, and people will be mean to you, and when you’re young, you don’t know how to defend yourself.

I like to go to the movies or read.

Modeling is a tough job, your co-workers are your rivals.

And I think I have learned more than any of those teenagers have in school.

Fashion is about good energy. It’s about feelings.

Don’t try to be what you’re not. If you’re nervous, be nervous. If you’re shy, be shy. It’s cute.

If you look around Brazil you see pregnant women everywhere.

I like jealous men. I love jealousy. I do.

We [me and my husban] like to honor both of our family traditions whenever possible.

Here in the big city people spend their time thinking about work and about money.

I was learning that among friends, a smile can be better than a belly laugh.

I asked these Indians: “Do men ever make Chicha?” My question was met with gales of laughter. The women howled. Bent over in hilarity, one replied, “Men can’t brew. Chicha made by men would only make gas in the belly.

Isocrates was in the right to insinuate, in his elegant Greek expression, that what is got over the Devil’s back is spent under his belly.

So many complaints boil down to the belly ache of the fragile, mortal, ignored ego in a vast and indifferent universe.

Maybe I’ll make a huge color tapestry from my belly button lint.

Just take a big belly laugh. I have watched people laughing, and for a moment they look-and are-absolutely helpless. . You can be assaulted while you are laughing.

Kiss my belly button. Explore it with you tongue. Now move to my thighs. Yes the inner ones. Wet them with your kisses.

If only it was as easy to banish hunger by rubbing the belly as it is to masturbate.