“The mirror of your health is your skin. If you drink, it shows in your face; if you eat the wrong foods, you have pimples. If you take care of your food and you lead a healthy life, your skin will look wonderful.”

When I’m walking along in the street, I always feel that around the corner, there is something wonderful waiting for me. That’s my attitude.

I’d much rather eat pasta and drink wine than be a size 0.

Beauty is no handicap if you don’t think about it.

The most indespensible ingredient of all good home cooking: love for those you are cooking for.

Beauty is how you feel inside, and it reflects in your eyes. It is not something physical.

Jealousy is a miserable feeling. It means you aspire to something that you cannot have. Even in love, it is better to leave, better not to waste time.

If you can learn to use your mind as well as your powder puff, you will become more truly beautiful.

A mother has to think twice, once for herself and once for her child.

True happiness is impossible without solitude.

Being beautiful can never hurt, but you have to have more. You have to sparkle, you have to be fun, you have to make your brain work if you have one.

The Fountain of Youth is in your mind.

I am lucky. I had a very beautiful mother.

Sex appeal is 50% what you’ve got and 50% what people think you’ve got.

I was born wise. Street-wise, people-wise, self-wise. This wisdom was my birthright.

There is no better love potion than a coffee. When a man drinks the coffee made by you he will become forever yours.

I’ve never tried to block out the memories of the past, even though some are painful. I don’t understand people who hide from their past. Everything you live through helps to make you the person you are now.

I wanted to get really fit. I wanted to lose some weight. So I’ve been doing Pilates and yoga, trying to lean out my body so I won’t be bulky.

All the girls look good in college; I mean they’re young, they’re ready, they’re single, they just wanna have fun.

Pink dress, chestnut curls. A picture of innocence before life stole her.

I was built this way for a reason, so I’m going to use it.

This little black dress doesn’t hide imperfections. It shows off my soul.

I know how I like my house. I like it cute and cozy and a little funky, and I like it to feel lived in and worn, and I like the things inside of it to work. That’s all. And for me, it’s fine that my house’s interior suggests that I might not spend every waking moment thinking about how it looks.

And anyway, who wears a tiara on a jungle gym?

Double chin, Fat Thighs. Will you think about these things before your last breath?