All I've done all my life is disobey.

Drugs are a carnival in hell.

When he takes me in his arms, and speaks to me softly, I see the world through rose-colored glasses.

I've always wanted to sing, just as I've always known that one day I would have my own niche in the annals of song. It was a feeling I had.

Americans want beauties, not me. I’m not the Parisian bombshell they expected. Can you see me as a chorus girl? Where’s my feather up the ass? They think I’m sad, they’re dumb. I don’t connect to them

I want to die young. I think it's awful to get old, and sickness is ugly.

When you reach the top, you should remember to send the elevator back down for the others.