If I want to get out of here, I have to be the one to save myself.
... I wanted Ambiades to understand that I considered myself a hierarchy of one.
I am thinking of killing myself'' '' Hmm...okay
A little imagination goes a long way in Fes.
No one can save me except myself.
I simply want to live; to cause no evil to anyone but myself.
I promised myself: Before your 18th birthday, you're going to be at Jean Paul Gaultier. And it worked. I was hired.
When young I did my best to undo that bit of the British Empire I found myself in: that is, old Southern Rhodesia.
I like learning new stuff, and continuing to educate myself as best I can.
I want to be the best version of myself - intellectually, emotionally, and physically. So I like to wear clothes that I feel comfortable in, that reflect that.
The safest thing to do was get rid of the second breast. I just want to give myself the best chance possible to live.
I think of myself as a problem-solver. I want to go in and help the director and the writer to get the best they can out of the text they're working with.
If I write for myself, I write a song and I bring in the musicians that are best suited to play it. There's a freedom there.
I'm not that in control of myself that I could be specific about exactly the way I'm doing everything as it happens. I'm just trying my best.
Maybe I should punch myself in the face and see if you scream.
It frustrates me about myself when I see I'm not taking the road that demands more of me.
Much is imagination, more is truth, but which is which I scarcely can tell myself.
Sure I'm for helping the elderly. I'm going to be old myself someday.
I would like to be Maria, but there is La Callas who demands that I carry myself with her dignity.
I didn't think of myself as a tart, but I wouldn't argue with anyone who did.
I started racing myself and once you get bitten by that bug you really are hooked.
