The More People Come Out, The Less

My Worst Memory Is Of My First Dance Lesson As A 14-year Old In Prague. My Mother Put Me In This Silver And Pink Lame Dress. My Hair Was All Curled, And It Was The First Time I Wore A Garter Belt. I Felt So Out Of Place!

Sure I Know Where The Press Room Is - I Just Look For Where They Throw The Dog Meat.

Just Put One Foot In Front Of The Other And Don't Worry About The Length Of The Path. Once You Get On That Path, And The Longer You Stay On It, There Eventually Will Come A Time When You Will Not Turn Back.

If It Feels Right In Your Gut, This Is Who You Are, This Is What You Do, This Is What You Feel, Then Don't Hide That. You Just Stick To It And The World Will Catch Up.

Changes Made To Please Others Are Unrealistic, But More Important, They're Unfair To You.