When I say to you, there is nobody like me, and there never was, that is a statement I want every woman to feel and make about themselves.

I'm supposed to be, I am an artist. Yes, I'm lonely. But I'm married to my loneliness.

I have to be on such a strict diet constantly.

I see love in black and white. Passion in shades of “gris”. But when it comes to you and I, color is all I see.

Only value the opinion of those that you respect. And anyone that you don’t respect, pay no mind to their opinion about you or anything else.

I want a baby from an Italian - possibly Sicilian - donor.

It was my delusion and naivety that brought me here.