I Like To Make People Think.

I'm Not Interested In Being Wonder Woman In The Delivery Room. Give Me Drugs.

My Idea Of The Perfect Man Would Be Someone Intelligent And Clever Enough, But Also Kind And Compassionate Enough To Stand Up To Me - To Stand Up To Me With Compassion.

I Made A Vow That I Would Never Need Another Person Ever. Turned My Heart Into A Cage, A Victim Of A Kind Of Rage.

I Do See That The World That We Live In Is Collapsing To A Certain Extent, And Civilization As We Know It Is Caving In On Itself. I Believe That We Are At A Very Low Level Of Consciousness, And We Do Not Know How To Treat Each Other As Human Beings. We Are Caught Up In Our Own Lives, Our Own Needs, Our Own Ego Gratification. I Feel A Strong Sense Of Responsibility In Delivering That Message.

I Am A Survivor. I Am Like A Cockroach, You Just Can't Get Rid Of Me.