When You're Thirty You're Old Enough To

Was It Me That Botticelli Imagined?

I Really Wanted To Die At Certain Periods In My Life. Death Was Like Love, A Romantic Escape. I Took Pills Because I Didn't Want To Throw Myself Off My Balcony And Know People Would Photograph Me Lying Dead Below

I Am Leaving The Town To The Invaders: Increasingly Numerous, Mediocre, Dirty, Badly Behaved, Shameless Tourists.

I Have No Private Life At All. I Am A Hunted Woman. I Can't Take A Step Without Being Questioned And Surrounded.

I Am Against The Islamisation Of France!