Boyfriends have to understand me and my needs. They have to know what I want out of my life and about my strict regime. I go to bed at 10pm and not later. I separate my professional and private lives.

You wish me to tell you all of my secrets? I am grateful, but I am not in love.

I've had the sort of day that would make St. Francis of Assisi kick babies.

I don&#39;t know who will lead us through the &#39;90s, but they must be made to speak to this spiritual vacuum at the heart of American society, this tumor of the soul.

Written By Lee Atwater

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