Elvis was sincere, and he was - he was so loyal. And he was so homespun. He loved his mother, he loved America. You know, he loved his fellow man. He had a great humanitarian philanthropic sense. — Linda Thompson Copy Share Image
Honestly, I was so happy for Bruce because I loved Bruce... and Bruce felt like my brother. You know, I wanted him to be OK, and I was just thrilled he'd found someone who had four children and someone who… — Linda Thompson Copy Share Image
Elvis was sincere, and he was - he was so loyal. And he was so homespun. He loved his mother, he loved America. You… — Linda Thompson Copy Share Image
I completely accept, respect, and support Caitlyn, but I must admit, I sometimes miss Bruce. — Linda Thompson Copy Share Image
I thought I knew what love was before giving birth to my baby, but whatever I had experienced in the past paled in comparison… — Linda Thompson Copy Share Image
The Bruce I knew back then was an easygoing, down-to-earth, casual, romantic, good and loving man. I was extremely happy to have found such… — Linda Thompson Copy Share Image
Our uniqueness, our individuality, and our life experience molds us into fascinating beings. I hope we can embrace that. I pray we may all… — Linda Thompson Copy Share Image
Bruce was famous, but not 'Elvis famous.' He was confident and lighthearted. Comfortable in his own skin. Or so it seemed. — Linda Thompson Copy Share Image
Bruce possessed such a natural athleticism in everything he attempted to do. He seemed to excel in every sport he tried. Whatever he did,… — Linda Thompson Copy Share Image
Being transgender, like being gay, tall, short, white, black, male, or female, is another part of the human condition that makes each individual unique,… — Linda Thompson Copy Share Image
Why did I break up with Elvis? It was difficult to watch his slow demise. — Linda Thompson Copy Share Image
Honestly, I was so happy for Bruce because I loved Bruce... and Bruce felt like my brother. You know, I wanted him to be… — Linda Thompson Copy Share Image
That's the spirit in which I went to New York to be with my husband, and when I knocked on the hotel door, she… — Linda Thompson Copy Share Image
