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That's What They Do In Argentina. Have A Little Wine And Talk. Then Have Some Coffee And Talk. Then, Go Back To The Wine.

I'm Still Shocked Every Time I See Snow. The First Bit Of Snow Each Year... I Stay Up And I Watch It. And Then I Go Out And Pick It Up And Eat It And Move Around In It.

I've Had More Misrepresentations Than I Can Handle, And People Have Told The Wickedest Lies About Me. A Lot Of Them Have Taken Their Frustrations Out On Me, And I Don't Like That Because It Can Wound. Not Necessarily Me, But Those Around Me. Journalists Can Be So Bad.

I Don't Like People Who Hide Things.

I Always Thought That Feminine, Softer Side Was Just Too Vulnerable To Put Out There, Because Then It's Like You're Opening Up A Door For Everybody To Come In, And You Don't Know Who's Going To Come In That Door.