“All girls are beautiful in their own way.”

To all the girls that think you’re fat because you’re not a size zero, you’re the beautiful one, it’s society who’s ugly.

I don’t forgive people because I’m weak, I forgive them because I am strong enough to know people make mistakes.

Dreaming about being an actress is more exciting than being one.

Love in this dying world but the simple word “love” itself already died and went away.

You deny your own values and opinions, and you adopt a personality that isn’t you.

I’ve often stood silent at a party for hours listening to my movie idols turn into dull and little people.

I have feelings too. I am still human. All I want is to be loved, for myself and for my talent.

I could never pretend something I didn’t feel. I could never make love if I didn’t love, and if I loved I could no more hide the fact than change the color of my eyes.

When you’re young and healthy you can plan on Monday to commit suicide, and by Wednesday you’re laughing again.

All men are the same. They just have different faces so that women differentiate them.

I do what I like, I like what I do.

I want to grow old without facelifts. I want to have the courage to be loyal to the face I have made.

A wise girl knows her limits, a smart girl knows that she has none.

The thing I want more than anything else? I want to have children. I used to feel for every child I had, I would adopt another.

We should all start to live before we get too old.

I don’t mind making jokes, but I don’t want to look like one.

Why don’t somebody wake up to the beauty of old women?

You have to find what’s good and true and beautiful in your life as it is now. Looking back makes you competitive. And, age is not a competitive issue.

All I have going is my looks. When my beauty goes, I’m through.

As far as beauty is concerned, in order to be confident we must accept that the way we look and feel is our own responsibility.

So much has been said and sung of beautiful young girls, why doesn’t somebody wake up to the beauty of old women.

Why should I want to be white? I am a Negro – and beautiful!

You’re an artist. Beauty grows in you.

Because one thing God gave us- and I’m afraid it’s at times a little too much- is freewill. Freedom to choose. I believe he gave us everything needed to build a beautiful world, if we choose wisely.