If you're going to die, then die. If you're going to live, then fight.
[on her time at regular school which she left at the age of nine or ten] I hated it anyway, what with the status as 'weird,' 'antisocial,' and the physical threats, there seemed to be no reason to go anymore, so I just didn't.
I remember asking for a violin [when I was four], but I don't remember knowing what one was. I might have thought it was a kind of pony for all I know, but I don't remember being disappointed.