“I was a street dancer.”

I was given away. If your mother gives you away, you think everybody who comes into your life is going to give you away.

Whenever I walk out on a stage, I’m begging for affection.

Greed is so destructive. It destroys everything.

I was considered an ugly duckling.

I am the original ‘Material Girl.’

I had almost three acres of land in Beverly Hills. And I had a big atrium of chickens because I love that feeling of being in the country and living from the soil.

Don’t depend on other people to be responsible for you. Don’t make yourself stressed out over nonsensical things like material things.

I used to teach dance lessons.

You don’t move just because you want to go from this point to that point – the body has to be using the words as well as you vocally use the words.

Having my animals or my children with me exorcises that feeling of not being wanted.

I do think that same gender partners should be able to be married. Why not? If you share a life together than who in the world should have anything to say about it?

Dr. Einstein was not successful in school, but he found something in the air from his own imagination and his own brain power, and look what he did.

I am the last of the Mohicans, the creme de la creme of cabaret.

Jewelry, to me, is a pain in the derriere, because you have to be watching it all the time.

Generally the whole entertainment business now is bland.

I used to love it when I walked down the street and construction workers would whistle.

It’s no good running a pig farm badly for 30 years while saying, ‘Really, I was meant to be a ballet dancer.’ By then, pigs will be your style.

They shouldn’t make the departure of a dancer so tear jerky because nobody’s going to war.

All due respect, and trying to be as modest as I can be: I am a dancer.

I am a dancer. But I don’t think I would be on ‘Dancing with the Stars,’ mainly because I would be too shy.

Although I haven’t had any formal dance training and something tells me I’m really going to notice the difference.

Modern dancers give a sinister portent about our times.

The universe lies before you on the floor, in the air, in the mysterious bodies of your dancers, in your mind.

I want one word on my tombstone – dancer.