Patty Duke

I was a truly loving mom, but I didn't have the tools to do the job.

I knew from a very young age that there was something very wrong with me.

I have a picture of myself in my mind as I walk around every day, until I look in the mirror-and then I'm stunned.

I just had an idea that went right over my head.

Well, I actually wrote her a letter a couple of days ago congratulating her. The tone I tried to convey in the letter is, look, you are a part of a great American historical process.

I adore my apartment in New York. It was a ballroom that I remade, so it's like a loft but done by Louis the Fifteenth.