I Got Tired Of Feeling Like Dracula.

I Don't Want To Be This Skinny.

Now I'm Being Blamed Not Only For Anorexia But For Lung Cancer.

I've Been Blamed For Everything, From Smoking To Heroin To Anorexia.

Well, I Met Frank Sinatra And Bob Dylan In The Space Of 15 Minutes. Frank Sinatra Kissed Me On The Lips. He Kissed Me On The Lips. And Then He Gave Me A Filterless Cigarette. And Then I Met Bob Dylan. I Came Off All Lightheaded And Had To Go Sit On His Dressing-room Steps.

I Feel Like I Become Somebody Else When I Do The Pictures. I Don't Like Doing Pictures As Myself. I Like To Be Made Into Somebody Different.