My father is a businessman, and my mother is a schoolteacher.

Even when I was rebelling against my father, the point was to follow my own intuition and instinct.

Our society loves raw character; we love raw women. We don't love our mother because she is hot and sexy: we love our mother because she is our mother. We love our granny because she is our granny. We value her. We don't remember anyone's face from our childhood; we love our granny's face.

I don't find anything upsetting or gross or degrading about fighting with a mental illness: Bipolar or Schizophrenia.

Freedom of being alone is intoxicating.

I need nothing from my companion. No money, no financial security, no emotional support, nothing. All I want is the freedom to be myself.