To Be Wild Is Not To Be Crazy Or Psychotic. True Wildness Is A Love Of Nature, A Delight In Silence, A Voice Free To Say Spontaneous Things, And An Exuberant Curiosity In The Face Of The Unknown.
I Took Upon Myself To Enact The Part Of A Poor, Unfortunate Crazy Girl, And Felt It My Duty Not To Shirk Any Of The Disagreeable Results That Should Follow.
I Used To Look Like A Deer In Headlights On The Red Carpet. You Step Out Of The Car And It's Bedlam. Everyone's Got Crazy Eyes.
I Thought [books Ban] Was Crazy. Really My Thoughts Were "this Is America, We Don't Do This Here" But Of Course I Know A Lot Better Now. And I Wasn't The Only One. Norma Klein Was Writing At The Same Time. Her Books Were Going. So Many Of Us. When You Say To Me, No You Can't Do This I Say, Oh Yes I Can.
I Can Be A Little Bit Outrageous. I Can Be A Lot Of Things. I'm A Bit Of An Adrenaline Junkie, So I Love To Go Out There And Do Kind Of Crazy Stuff Which Is Slightly Outrageous, Like Bungee Jumping, Skydiving, Surfing And That Sort Of Stuff. But I Also Like To Just Chill With My Friends And Go And See Movies And Do Normal Things.
Everything Was Fine, But Weetzie Wanted A Baby. “how Could You Want One?” My Secret Agent Lover Man Said. “there Are Way Too Many Babies. And Diseases. And Nuclear Accidents. And Crazy Psychos. We Cant Have A Baby,” He Said.
Then She Did See It There - Just A Face, Peering Through The Curtains, Hanging In Midair Like A Mask. A Head-scarf Concealed The Hair And The Glassy Eyes Stared Inhumanly, But It Wasn’t A Mask, It Couldn’t Be. The Skin Had Been Powdered Dead-white And Two Hectic Spots Of Rouge Centered On The Cheekbones. It Wasn’t A Mask. It Was The Face Of A Crazy Old Woman. Mary Started To Scream, And Then The Curtains Parted Further And A Hand Appeared, Holding A Butcher’s Knife. It Was The Knife That, A Moment Later, Cut Off Her Scream. And Her Head.
People Hear That I Am A Horror Writer And They Think That I Must Be A Monster, But Actually I Have The Heart Of A Small Child - I Keep It In A Jar On My Desk.
A Dirty Shame Was A Crazy Movie. I Don't Understand That Movie At All. I Don't Get It, But I'd Work With John Waters Again In A Heartbeat. He's Just A Delight.
The Whole Idea Of Punk Rock Is That You're Dressing Yourself In A Crazy Leather Jacket With Safety Pins And A Mohawk. The Idea Of Being The Rebel Is A Boring Societal Idea. It's Such A Type. And That's What I Was, Without Knowing It.
