And I will never, ever respond to anybody - man, woman, vegetable, or mineral - who tells me to keep my mouth shut.
As the saying goes, I want to be the best-looking corpse there is.
Beauty opened all the doors; it got me things I didn't even know I wanted, and things I certainly didn't deserve.
Because I'm an alcoholic and drug addict, because I spent my life running and drowning, I wish I knew (then) what I know now, thanks to my recovery program.
But as a young model, I never felt as beautiful as I looked.
But you see, that's the gilded prison of fashion. We're riding in private jets, and meantime I was so incredibly, painfully sad and lonely.
Celebrity is hawking make-up, cars, everything; it's shifted.
Every six months I fly to Dallas to get botox and I also get collagen injections.
Everyone steals from something or someone.
Follow sound business trends, not fashion trends.
I borrow bits from everyone.
I break the mold. J.Lo wouldn't be here today if it wasn't for me.
I can wrap my legs around my neck.
I couldn't focus in school. They thought it was ADD.
I fill myself up. I give myself 100 percent to my children.
I find the light and work it, work it, work it.
I go to daily meetings, and I am of service.
I got a book deal without even turning in one shred of a writing sample.
I got moral. My children are raised morally.
I grew up in an abusive home and was told on a daily basis by my father that I would never amount to anything and that I looked like a boy.
I grew up studying ballet; I grew up honing my craft.
I had to fight like hell to convince people I was beautiful in my own Polish half-breed way.
I have a very vivid imagination.
I have to wake up and drink chamomile tea to slow down.
I lived the stuff that Jackie Collins writes about.
I looked at every Vogue that came out every month.
I still suffer. The memories are still vivid.
I was hot and I knew it and it went to my head.
I was lusted after walking down the streets of New York.
I was shaped by my mistakes.
I wish I'd gotten sober at a younger age.
I wrote this book as a cautionary tale.
I wrote this book to urge people not to keep secrets.
I'm able to move like no one else you've ever seen in front of a camera.
I'm addicted to cosmetic surgery!
I'm aiming to become the white Oprah.
I'm keeping my acerbic wit completely fueled.
I've been on the cover of every magazine in the world.
I've been the queen of dysfunction and made every mistake one can make.
If you think I'm over-the-top, I am.
In my day, I, being the first supermodel, I hawked everything.
In those days beauty worked for me.
It's my pathetic life, but I'm proud of it, and I've got so many more stories.
Money is like hormones. It's just how you feel on any given day.
Mothers don't let your daughters grow up to be models unless you're present.
My first job was for a blue jean company as a sitting model. I posed for 15 minutes and made $50. It was 1976.
One of the main reasons I had a lot of plastic surgery was because of the voice of my father.
People identify with me - everyone does - African American women, Caucasian women, they all identify with me because I'm ethnic.
Photo shoots for underage girls are like letting an ant walk around with honey.
Self-help books are for the birds. Self-help groups are where it's at.
The one thing I was meant to be on this earth is their mother.
The secrets almost killed me. I kept the secret of incest.
This alpha dog is not going to take it lying down next time.
What's my motto when it comes to money? Don't put so much emphasis on it!
Without gay men, I am nothing.