I'm too wacky for most weirdos. Who am I to judge?

I've been known to throw watermelons, backstage, at people who are giving me news I don't want to hear. But I never aim for the head.

I think you need to have people around you whose standard is high and who don't accept anything less.

I would love to compose something for dance before I kick the bucket, and I'm not closed-minded about the dance, or the dance company.

I survived this torture which left me paralyzed for years. That's what that night was all about, mutilation, more than violence through sex. I really do feel as though I was psychologically mutilated that night and now I'm trying to put the pieces back together again. Through love, not hatred. And through my music. My strength has been to open again, to life, and my victory is the fact that, despite it all, I kept alive my vulnerability.

I have never smoked and have always drunk a lot of water, but cleanse, tone and moisturise every day? No way!

I'm not not going to stop giving away what I feel about something.