If God has allowed me to earn so much money, it is because He knows I give it all away.
All I've done all my life is disobey.
Use your faults, use your defects; then you're going to be a star.
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 don't want to die an old lady.
I was hungry. I was cold. But I was also free. Free not to get up in the morning, not to go to bed at night, free to get drunk if I liked, to dream... to hope.