The violence betwen women is unbelievable. Women try to make each other crawl so that their knees are bleeding.

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 was fascinated to think about a place where men could be the mothers and I thought of my own song-writing and I decided to have a relationship with their daughters.

The sun is getting dim, will I pay for who I've been?

I think that people who can't believe in fairies aren't worth knowing.

Somebody will come backstage and go, 'You saved me.' And I will have to say, 'Stop right there. You saved yourself.'

After a while of getting jerked around, you realize what the business is really made up of.