I need to tell a story. It's an obsession. Each story is a seed inside of me that starts to grow and grow, like a tumor, and I have to deal with it sooner or later.

I'm open to love, and I think that I will fall in love with a wonderful man.

Writing is a calling, not a choice.

You are my angel and my damnation; in your presence I reach divine ecstasy and in your absence I descent to hell.

I would like to be with my husband together sitting somewhere in a lonely place in the woods and take something, maybe some pills or something, a magic potion and die together.

I'm surrounded by the scene of aging. I myself am in my 70s and not getting any younger. Although I'm very healthy, and I have a lot of energy, and I still feel 50, I'm over 70 and I understand that I am preparing for later.

Cooking can be like foreplay.