Keep The Best, Forget The Rest.

My Sisters Were Sent Away Because My Mother Thought They Were Boring. I Was Not Boring.

Beauty—or The Desire To Be Beautiful—is In Itself A Dangerous Motivation. Someone (i Forgot Who) Once Said, ‘does The Person Who Loves Someone For Their Beauty Really Love Them?’ So Don’t Focus On Beauty ... A Respectable Appearance Is Sufficient To Make People More Interested In Your Soul. It Is The Sum Of Our Experiences That Makes Us Interesting, And Having Been Through A Time In Your Life In Which You Were In A Bad Place (or What You Perceived As A Bad Place) Physically, Can Be Useful. It Can Even Be Necessary.

I Have More Friends In New York Than Paris.

I Never Touch Sugar, Cheese, Bread... I Only Like What I'm Allowed To Like. I'm Beyond Temptation. There Is No Weakness. When I See Tons Of Food In The Studio, For Us And For Everybody, For Me It's As If This Stuff Was Made Out Of Plastic. The Idea Doesn't Even Enter My Mind That A Human Being Could Put That Into Their Mouth. I'm Like The Animals In The Forest. They Don't Touch What They Cannot Eat.

I Hate Birthdays, .. It's More Like A New Starting Point In New York. For Me, It's An Evolution. I Don't Celebrate The Past. I Like The Present And Tomorrow.