JE NE SUIS PAS UNE PUTAIN

MEN,SEX AND CREATIVITY
  20 November 1960


My men are older,rich,it's the way I like them.
Vangelis was thirty years my senior,Titta twenty eight,Ari
twenty-five,so what ?.
I didn't succeed through the casting couch,je ne suis pas une putain.
I use my sex drive,my raging hormones to go ahead,they are the fuel
that drive me,Mother was like that,over-sexed,but had no talent,no
in-born gift.I succeed where she failed.
My  war years in Greece gave me courage and tenacity,win or die,the more fun my rivals
had at my expense,humiliated me,the more determined I became,I wanted
to become the greatest to get even.Anger,hatred drove me,possession
set me apart and above.
This century had four genuises,Balanchine,Callas,Picasso,and Stravinsky .
--- They created,you interpreted
-- Oh,fool! Nothing is further from the truth,when I sing I create,listen to me !
An aria is a canvas,I paint with sounds,I create a landscape where you can 
see the music,the drama,an aria is a moment in the life of a woman living,loving,suffering.And if you have the gift,you see the music as I do,I paint with my voice, with sounds.