Back then I didn't think a woman like that, or a relationship like that, could exist with complete freedom and no jealousy or possessiveness. I thought it sounded too good to be true and I was certainly convinced it wasn't the life for me!

I'm very glad to have something to be passionate about. I can't imagine a life without passion.

I have a talent for happiness. I look with the eyes of a painter, and I see beauty.

The only thing I was trying to portray was serenity. Also, innocence, vulnerability and elegance.

I have to be careful not to be too proud in life, because there is always room for improvement.

Self confidence for me is a fragile fleece.

I am a divorced child, of divided, uncertain background. Within this division I - supposed fruit of their love - no longer exist. It happened nearly forty years ago, yet to me nothing is sadder than my parents' divorce.