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

I am trying to find myself. Sometimes that's not easy.

I have too many fantasies to be a housewife. I guess I am a fantasy.

I wish I knew why I am so anguished.

I am invariably late for appointments - sometimes as much as two hours. I've tried to change my ways but the things that make me late are too strong, and too pleasing.

I am involved in a freedom ride protesting the loss of the minority rights belonging to the few remaining earthbound stars. All we demanded was our right to twinkle.