I'd like to turn the whole world on just for a moment. Just for a moment.

I made a mask out of my face because I didn't realize I was quite beautiful. God blessed me so. I practically destroyed it. I had to wear heavy black eyelashes like bat wings, and dark lines under my eyes, and cut all my hair off, my long dark hair. Cut it off and strip it silver and blonde. All those little maneuvers I did out of things that were happening in my life that upset me.

If all I cared about was me, I could make a million. And that's what they will never understand.

You live alone, creating your life as you go.

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?

Have you ever analyzed things to the degree where you can’t really remember the difference between what’s real and what you’ve created in your head?

I'd like to turn the whole world on just for a moment. Just for a moment.