I think she said I should seek help. Something like that, but it was in much cruder terms. And that I had a fascination with things coming out of people's mouths.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
It's like a prehistoric reflex, you know, going out and getting the meat and bringing it back to the cave. You feel you're supposed to make it better, but more than likely she's asking you to tell her how you feel.
She looked at me penetratingly. So I suppose you can figure out what happened next.
Eileen Ford wanted me to fix my nose and my teeth. I said, Sure, great, but I really had no intention to.
I wasn't kissing her, I was whispering in her mouth.
He bit his lip in a manner which immediately awakened my maternal sympathy, and I helped him bite it.
Mother Teresa was asked what was the meaning of life, and she said to help other people, and I thought, 'What a strange thing to say' - but maybe it's the right thing to say.
My mother listened to everything I said, carefully - not that what I said was particularly interesting, but I was her daughter.
She gave me another piece of information which excited other feelings in me, scarcely less dreadful. Infants were sometimes born in the convent; but they were always baptized and immediately strangled!
I think my mouth just opens and I spontaneously say things that occur to me.
She told me she had a note, somebody was sick.