On stage I make love to twenty five thousand people and then I go home alone.

Every strike brings me closer to the next home run.

All philosophies, if you ride them home, are nonsense, but some are greater nonsense than others.

I never learned hate at home, or shame. I had to go to school for that.

And I come here as a daughter, raised on the South Side of Chicago - by a father who was a blue-collar city worker and a mother who stayed at home with my brother and me.