Sometimes You Have To Make Your Own

The People Who Are Out To Destroy The Environment Think They're Going To Get Away With It. Are They Breathing Different Air Than We're Breathing? Are They Eating Different Food? I Mean, Where Do They Think They're Going To Go? What Do They Think Is Going To Be Better Than What They Have Destroyed? I Just Don't Get It.

One Of My First Role Models Was Eugene Lang, A Wealthy Businessman Who Went Back To His Elementary School In East Harlem And Addressed The Sixth-grade Class. He Looked Out At That Sea Of Faces And Said, "if Any Of You Wants To Go To College, I Will Pay For It." When I Read That, I Burst Into Tears. It Was So Generous And So Basic. Not Fluffy. I Can't Understand Why We Scrimp On Education And Shortchange Our Kids. Why Would The Citizenry Do That To The People Who Are Going To Inherit Its Republic?

I'd Make A Wonderful Lady Macbeth. I'll Wear A Pair Of Platform Shoes Or Something.

Melbourne Is The Kind Of Town That Really Makes You Consider The Question 'is There Life After Death?

People Put Barriers Up In Your Path, And One Of Those Barriers Is Age. They Tell You, "you're Too Old. You Don't Photograph So Well Anymore." I Know I Don't Photograph So Well Anymore, So What Can I Do? I Can Do Something Different, Where It Doesn't Matter As Much How I Look.