Frau / Woman Freude / Joy Greifbar / Tangible Handlung / Act Ihr / Her Jeden / Every Mode / Fashion Moment Mutterschaft / Motherhood Nur / Only Pflege / Nursing Sichtbar / Visible
If I ever loved a woman, the more I loved her, the more I wanted to hurt her. Frida was only the most obvious victim of this disgusting trait.
The German Doctors say that persons sensible of harmony have one sense more than others.
Singing is the thing apart from my family that gives me the most joy in the world. I don't ever spend a day without singing.
I value mothers and motherhood enormously. For every inattentive or abusive mother in my fiction I think you'll find a dozen or so who are neither.
I'm not much like my mother; that role falls to my brothers, who have more of her blithe and freewheeling spirit.
My memory of my mom is a wine glass in one hand and a cigarette in the other. She was a runway fashion model, and she was quite a glamorous woman.
My mother used to dress me in quite good-taste clothes, and I really wanted things that were sparkly and spangly and trashy and nasty. I don't know if I ever chose fashion; it was just there in me.
I need to stay in the present and use that new-age mantra: 'I'm okay right now.' But I worry about all the things I'm failing at every moment.
I have gotten more than I asked for. All that I ever wanted was to hear my voice on record and have a song among the Top 20.
