You've recognised a fundamental feature of an addict's life. Maintaining your habit is so important you've no real interest in anything else.

I love Prada. Not so much the clothes, which are for malnourished thirteen-year-olds, but I covet, with covety covetousness, the shoes and handbags. Like, I LOVE them. If I was given a choice between world peace and a Prada handbag, I'd dither. (I'm not proud of this, I'm only saying.)

I sighed. "What is life but fleeting moments of happiness strung together on necklace of despair?

My mother is the best storyteller. And her mother was too.

As you know, I don't believe in fear, just an invention by men so they get all the money and good jobs.

I never wear flats. My shoes are so high that sometimes when I step out of them, people look around in confusion and ask, "Where'd she go?" and I have to say, "I'm down here.

I am prone to despair. We are all born with a particular personality. I get afraid and then I don't want to leave the house.