I don’t like rooms you never use or that are wasted space but I also like a sparseness and a cleanness.
I don’t go to the sale rack. But I wouldn’t say I am decadent in my spending. I am careful.
I like the idea of going to one of those retreats where you don’t speak – like, silence for five days.
I fear the future I wish for my children is at risk, so I’m taking action. Please join me...
I was a buffoon and an idiot until the age of forty.
Hey, wait a minute, I was a Spice Girl once!
After years and years of everybody commenting on the way I look and dress and being photographed, one starts to become self-conscious and starts to plan things more. You end up judging yourself more, what looks good and what doesn’t.
I think they were scared of me because I was different. I’ve always asked, ‘Why? Why do I have to do that? Why do I have to look this way? Why do I have to dress this way? Why do I have to behave this way?’
Sometimes I look back at myself and remember things I used to say, or my hairstyle, and I cringe.
Being able to step outside of yourself in order to help someone else is why we’re all here, it’s what we should all be doing if we can.
My father was very strong. I don’t agree with a lot of the ways he brought me up. I don’t agree with a lot of his values, but he did have a lot of integrity, and if he told us not to do something, he didn’t do it either.
I’ve never really lived a conventional life, so I think it’s quite foolish for me or anyone else to start thinking that I am going to start making conventional choices.
I would like to see the Pope wearing my T-shirt.
My work gives me a sense of purpose that I never really had before – it gives me a lot of joy, and it would be wonderful to invite other people to get involved.
I wouldn’t have turned out the way I was if I didn’t have all those old-fashioned values to rebel against.
To me, the whole process of being a brush stroke in someone else’s painting is a little difficult.
When I came to New York it was the first time I’d ever taken a plane, the first time I’d ever gotten a taxi-cab, the first time for everything. And I came here with 35 dollars in my pocket. It was the bravest thing I’d ever done.
When I think about popular culture, I can’t help but think that we’re living in the age of loneliness. There’s this illusion that we all have instant access to each other, but we actually have no real connection.
I’ll flirt with anyone from garbagemen to grandmothers.
I just like the idea of pills. I like to collect them but not actually take them. When I fell off my horse, I got tons of stuff: Demerol and Vicodin and Xanax and Valium and Oxycontin, which is supposed to be like heroin. And I’m quite scared to take them. I’m a control freak.