I owe much to mother. She had an expert's understanding, but also approached art emotionally.
I remember my mother's prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life.
I sing seriously to my mom on the phone. To put her to sleep, I have to sing "Maria" from West Side Story. When I hear her snoring, I hang up.
I stand fearlessly for small dogs, the American Flag, motherhood and the Bible. That's why people love me.
Yes, Mother. I can see you are flawed. You have not hidden it. That is your greatest gift to me.