Costumes are so much better than clothes. They're like drugs, they change your personality. — Mary Woronov Copy Share Image
I was so brilliant in the past. Now my mind is a blank. It's so glorious to get old. — Mary Woronov Copy Share Image
“All of this is not just a battle plan, it's a vacation too. For instance: you don't like the life you are living? Escape into another world by taking a lover. Men can't do this. When they take on a woman she becomes part of their life, but a woman gets to change lives with every man she sleeps with.… — Mary Woronov Copy Share
“I wanted to feel like I could open my mouth and fill it with Pepper's flesh, close my teeth on her skin and tear it away, making blood pump like a fountain over everything - rug, clothes, hair, face - both Violet and I stopped in midair. Pepper's eyes had flooded with tears. It was too easy, she was enjoying… — Mary Woronov Copy Share
“There are cameras and mirrors watching us everywhere. I fix my hair and try not to look too drunk. At the checkout stand we line up on the border of sanity holding our passports, our visa cards. Some women will make it. Others will be asked to stay with their carts, they will be given different clothes, lobotomies, and schizophrenic… — Mary Woronov Copy Share
“When she sat, she crossed her hands and ankles perfectly. Yes, yes, everything was in the classroom. We chatted, bonded, as Brandy flopped around on the silver concrete floor with the silver hook still in her bloody mouth. Both of us were excited. Celinas tried to climb in her purse, which was filled with dirty broken makeup, the true sign… — Mary Woronov Copy Share
Costumes are so much better than clothes. They're like drugs, they change your personality. — Mary Woronov Copy Share Image
“She was crouched in the corner of the room, eating something off the floor. It was the old woman dressed in endless black. When… — Mary Woronov Copy Share Image
That's the thing I loved about drag queens, life was a constant movie; no matter how ridiculously things didn't match they would sacrifice everything… — Mary Woronov Copy Share Image
