My fancy dress costume of choice is... something 1920s or 30s, when there was still so much elegance and attention to detail. An excuse for ultimate dressing-up indulgence.

I feel more confident if my makeup looks good.

How long will I love you? As long as stars are above you, And longer if I may

One of the most powerful feelings in the world is after a really, really long run.

I feel like my figure is a challenge because I'm quite flat chested but I've got a booty so I've got to look for the right things.

I take inspiration from everything around me, also relationships and friends. And the inside of my crazy head.

I believe in the moment of things and fate and things happening for a reason, so I write things down and I trust it.

My soul is to sell. The dark is too hard to beat 'cause they're calling me.

Even if a relationship doesn't work out, you can always take something positive from something negative. You never know what's around the corner.

What people don't understand is that how you are as an artist depends on how you are emotionally.

Apparently I'm introspective... levelheaded... but at the same time, absolutely insane.

Jealousy clings to love's underside like bats to a bridge.

That’s a bit sweeping. Sometimes it takes a while to find out how good or bad something has been.

The old blood is bold blood the wide world round.

Let me learn now where Beauty is; I was born to know her mysteries . . .

It is necessary to reteach a thing its loveliness, to put a hand on its brow of the flower and retell it in words and in touch it is lovely until it flowers again from within, of self-blessing.

Sure to prove indispensable for the study of Black Power.

I loved the idea of seeing the world through a boy's eyes.

It's a long way from not having enough serotonin to thinking the world is "stale, flat and unprofitable"; even further to writing a play about a man driven by that thought.

A bully fights people littler and weaker than he is because he thinks it's fun.

Our very walking is an incessant falling; a falling and a catching of ourselves before we come actually to the pavement. It is emblematic of all things a man does.