I thought it would be my one and only exhibition, so I decided to call it My Major Retrospective.

People try constantly to use me, and I hate it.

I’ve got over so much. Mum wouldn’t want anything to come into my life that would make me fragile again.

I’m out of here, I’m better than all of you.

They grew really quickly. One minute I didn’t have any tits and the next I had the biggest tits in the world.

I have hardly any friends who aren’t gay.

If I didn’t want to work for a couple of years, I wouldn’t have to-it’s a great feeling, to know I’m doing it because I want to do it.

It wasn’t so much destroying my dancing, it was destroying me.

One thing that success has taught me is censorship.

Some people use just one condom, right? But we use tons.

It pleases me that people can be interactive.

There is nothing difficult about my work, and people get to hear it from me.

There’s so much stuff said about me that’s not true, so now if something is hurtful and wrong, I send an e-mail or letter immediately, saying, This is not true.

I am fiercely independent and I probably wouldn’t be if it wasn’t for the way in which I was brought up.

I don’t ask for an apology because it’s only tomorrow’s fish-and-chip paper.

Maybe I don’t believe things myself, as well. Truth is such a transient thing.

It’s my memory, and what happened between that moment 10 or 15 years ago and now, there’s a lot of gray area.

When I got the phrase media whore thrown in my face last year, I thought, Oh my God, if you only knew.

What is truth? Truth doesn’t really exist. Who is going to judge whether my experience of an incident is more valid than yours? No one can be trusted to be the judge of that.

It’s happened time and time again, but the committee has always decided against it-the work was too conservative or didn’t fit within the budget; there are millions of different reasons.

I thought it would be my one and only exhibition, so I decided to call it My Major Retrospective.

I never grew up.

People don’t remember. Revenge is sweet.

I’m not trying to find another thing that’s wrong with me, but I’m such a nice person, and I have a couple of drinks and I’m really good fun and then I’m really not fun.

With any story I write, I could actually write it from three or four different perspectives, which would end with a completely different moral at the end.

The idea that I’m going to have to sit down to write some fiction where I’m going to have to think of a plot would really scare me, because it would come out a mess.

All the mistakes I’ve ever made in my life have been when I’ve been drunk. I haven’t made hardly any mistakes sober, ever, ever.

I’ve been slagged off completely by the art world.

They look at someone like me, and I just really get up their nose. I really wind them up.

My mum has never wanted me to have children. She thinks I would be destroying my life, even now.