If I’m in love I want to get married. That’s how stupid I am.

A fear of the unknown keeps a lot of people from leaving bad situations.

Mom thinks I live in this dream world where everybody’s Ivana Trump.

We’re imperfect people trapped in an imperfect world until we get to that place beyond.

There were no bigger stars in the new evangelism than the Bakkers.

There was no way we’d ever get spoiled. Daddy made sure to instill in us a work ethic.

I sang with Anita Bryant in the Southern Baptist churches.

Love in the real world means saying you’re sorry 10 times a day.

Why do I pray? Because I never know what’s going to pop out of my mouth.

It’s no secret that I love to talk, but the real secret is I love to listen, too.

For every sleazeball in the business there are plenty of decent and wonderful people.

I hate politics, hate deals, and deal-making, hate meeting with attorneys and agents.

Over the years my mom has become a self-taught Biblical scholar.

If I’m in love I want to get married. That’s how stupid I am.

When I was almost 13 I was ripe for religion. I was actually just plain ripe.

To this day I do not believe I’m great at anything.

We heard stories about fakery and decoys at revivals. I never personally saw any trickery.

Other kids did drugs; I did crafts. I never knew where I fit in.

I don’t think Lloyd’s of London would insure this mouth.

People were referring to me as the new Anita Bryant. Anita would get a little jealous.

Our culture is in moral chaos. On TV we celebrate freaks instead of honest, decent people.

I wasn’t ever interested in marrying someone else’s career or bank account.

I felt no stigma whatsoever in becoming the third Mrs. Gifford.

To me an audition is 30 crazed people in a room waiting to be axed.

For many people religion can be so easy they stumble right over it.

The payoffs in showbiz seemed as random as a slot machine.

I was told all my life I was part Cherokee. Then it was Crow. The latest is Blackfoot.

Life seemed so simple and joyous when I was growing up.

I would never want to hurt anyone by writing a book.

God didn’t bless me with success so I could eat caviar every day.

Sexual harassment is complex, subtle, and highly subjective.

They don’t call me spontaneous and irreverant for nothing.

I once said the Queen of England could use some fashion advice.

I did feel from day one that I was a born performer.

If I could learn to treat triumph and disaster the same, then I would find bliss.