“I may have aimed too high sometimes, asked too much of myself and demanded too little from those around me.”

When you love someone, and you’ve lost that one, then nothing really matters.

My professional persona never loosens its grip, keeping an eye on me at all times.

There was a time when the music fell silent. Both within me and around me.

I have one pug and one Czechoslovakian dog called Prazsky krysarik.

Abba’s last tour was a success but awful for me.

I must be allowed to be as I am.

No one who has experienced facing a screaming, boiling, hysterical audience can avoid feeling shivers in the spine. It’s a thin line between celebration and menace.

I am uninterested in appearing in newspapers and on television.

When I was 25, Abba was formed. After Abba I made three solo albums. Maybe I have been productive enough.

I have always had strong maternal instincts.

You never get it back, but to this day I don’t regret splitting up.

It’s just that song, and I’m trying to really sound like what the song is about.

Not a vital necessity, like it is for so many people. I enjoy it but I can see right through it!

My path has not been determined. I shall have more experiences and pass many more milestones.

I’m a country bumpkin. I’m not a showgirl.

It’s strange that the newspapers don’t see a connection between their false revelations about my private life and my need for seclusion and security.