You can either be a victim of the world or an adventurer in search of treasure. It all depends on how you view your life. (Maria Eleven Minutes)

I keep having interviews and everyone wants to paint me as a victim but I was never the victim. If I was a man they would portray me as a villain or a tyrant. As a man I would be one face in a sea of faces of notorious bad guys polluting the world, but I'm a woman so I'm a victim.

I'm a product of my father, uncles, and all the other bad men that entered my life and took advantage of me. It's silly really but that's how they see it. There are petitions and protestors lobbying to get me out. Steinbecker even hired me a public relations person. It's all a joke though. I'm no victim. I never was and I never will be.

There are plenty of victims laying on the side of the path that I've beat for myself. Maybe the greatest casualty was me because here I am: imprisoned.

So if I had the opportunity to do it all again, would I? The truth is I don't know. There are places I remember all my life. Though some have changed, some forever, not for better. Some have gone and some remain. All these places have their moments with lovers and friends I still can recall. Some are dead and some are living. In my life I've loved them all. But of all these friends and lovers there is no one compares with you. And these memories lose their meaning when I think of love as something new. Though I know I'll never lose affection for people and things that went before I know I'll often stop and think about them. In my life, I love you more.