“For me a chameleon is something that disguises itself to look as much like its environment as possible. I always thought I did exactly the opposite of that.”

I’m not sure whether it is me changing my mind, or whether I lie a lot.

I suspect that dreams are an integral part of existence, with far more use for us than we’ve made of them…The fine line between the dream state and reality is at times, for me, quite grey.

I’m regarded quite asexually by a lot of people. And the people that understand me the best are nearer to what I understand about me.

I re-invented my image so many times that I’m in denial that I was originally an overweight Korean woman.

I’m very shy. That’s probably one of the reasons I got so heavily into drugs.

It was fun to be clever.

You should turn around at the end of the day and say I really like that piece of work, or that piece of work sucked. Not, was that popular or wasn’t it popular?

Look up here, I’m in heaven.

It’s a compulsive need to wreck everything. You might notice there’s a pattern of stripping down and building back up again throughout my life. But I guess that’s how some of us conduct our lives.

It makes me sad when I see artists who come alive when they go onstage, because, gee, I really come alive when I’m home.

I think the only music I didn’t listen to was country and western, and that holds to this day.

I find only freedom in the realms of eccentricity.

Style is about the choices you make to create the aspects of civilization that you wish to uphold.

You can begin really looking for a relationship . . . when you can (appreciate) the whole concept of giving to someone, not just taking.

She asked for my love and I gave her a dangerous mind.

It would be positively boring if minds were in tune.

Weakness ineffectually seeks to disguise itself,–like a drunken man trying to show how sober he is.

Impartiality is a pompous name for indifference, which is an elegant name for ignorance.

Money never made a fool of anybody; it only shows them up.

Curiosity is one of the many masks of love.

Most opportunities are disguised as problems.

Remember: The best deceivers do everything they can to cloak their roguish qualities. They cultivate an air of honesty in one area to disguise their dishonesty in others. Honesty is merely another decoy in their arsenal of weapons.

It would not be impossible to prove with sufficient repetition and a psychological understanding of the people concerned that a square is in fact a circle. They are mere words, and words can be molded until they clothe ideas and disguise.

You hate someone whom you really wish to love, but whom you cannot love. Perhaps he himself prevents you. That is a disguised form of love.