Fame doesn't fulfill you. It warms you a bit, but that warmth is temporary.

The thing I want more than anything else? I want to have children. I used to feel for every child I had, I would adopt another.

There isn't anybody that looks like me without clothes on.

What's the good of drawing in the next breath if all you do is let it out and draw in another?

Love is something you cant invent, no matter how much you want to.

It stirs up envy, fame does. People feel fame gives them some kind of privilege to walk up to you and say anything to you - and it won't hurt your feelings - like it's happening to your clothing.

Yes, there was something special about me, and I knew what it was. I was the kind of girl they found dead in a hall bedroom with an empty bottle of sleeping pills in her hand.