Maybe I don't believe things myself, as well. Truth is such a transient thing...

I want to spend my life with someone and do nice things and go on adventures, read books and have nice food and celebrate things. I don't want to spend the rest of my life in the bedroom like some people who just go to bed and never get out again.

I've never been married because, first of all, I don't think I've ever seriously been asked by anyone who I wanted to marry. [...] And also I'm monogamous.

My mum has never wanted me to have children. She thinks I would be destroying my life, even now.

There is no comparison between him and me; he developed a whole new way of making art and he's clearly in a league of his own. It would be like making comparisons with Warhol.

Art is like a lover whom you run away from but who comes back and picks you up.

If I were really, truly in love with someone who was truly in love with me, then I would get married, but that would be the only reason I'd get married.