I lived a very isolated life. When you start at 20, you have a lot of nonsense to work out of your system.

I have an accident about every two years, and one day it won't be an accident!

I'm greedy; I'd like to keep most of it for myself and a few others, a few of my friends . . . to keep that superlative high, just on the cusp of each day . . . so that I'd radiate sunshine.

It's like my having to walk down thousands and thousands of white marble stairs...and nothing but a very very blue sky, very blue...and I'd have to walk down them forever. I never thought about going up...Don't you think that must mean something?

Fashion as a whole is a farce, completely. The people behind it are perverted, the styles are created by freaked out people, just natural weirdos. I know this because I worked with all those people while I was modeling.

I lived a very isolated life. When you start at 20, you have a lot of nonsense to work out of your system.

You live alone, creating your life as you go.