I was told that I had very likely been clinically depressed for a long, long time, probably since I was 15, or even 14. It explained, to me at least, a lot of my behaviour over the years.

I'm having a great life, and I want to go on having one.

Bad behaviour makes men more glamorous. Women get destroyed, thrown out of society and locked up in institutions.

I never like photos of myself in the beginning. I live with them for three months, put them in a drawer, take them out and look again. I hate the way I look, but of course it's really not that bad.

The voice of God, if you must know, is Aretha Franklin's.

You know the first objective is to get out of your hometown, second objective, get it together in the capital. The awful thing about left the school, is that you'd feel you'd be important. It would matter what you did.

I never saw myself as beautiful. I can look back and see it now, but then? Never.