“My favorite food is hot Cheetos. I could eat those every day.”

Still finding silly string in weird places.

I write songs for myself, but I never keep them. I’m like, ‘O.K., that was my therapy – it’s out of my body now. I’m going to give it to somebody else so it can be their therapy, too.’

Women often don’t want to be typecast as the girl that’s sad.

There is so much power in vulnerability, and I am proud to be that typecast.

It’s ingrained in people’s minds that it’s a typecast and a stereotype that women are just emotional and crazy.

Plantin’ lemon trees since I was twenty-three

People are going to assume whatever they want to assume.

Hula-hooping. It makes me feel free. My stepsister introduced me to it. I used to have panic attacks all the time, and she hula-hooped to cope with her own anxiety.

Stylistically, things are becoming cooler. People are trying different things and combining genres.

I think that women are afraid to be vulnerable because they think it makes them look weak.

Working with new people can be really hard and nerve-wracking. When you don’t know the person, it’s like being on a blind date.

I have, like, sensory overload problems.

Tired of people telling me how I should have a fucking body. What I should wear on it. How I should act with it. What I should fucking shave off of it.

People are always going to have something to say about you or your body. They will always try to attack you when you’re feeling the most happy or the most yourself you’ve ever been.

I do love all types of music. I could be in a session for eight hours, and when I leave, I’ll instinctively go to the radio or put on my favourite songs.

An artist could have a really big relationship, and then they break up, and any song after that, people are automatically going to assume that that song is about that person.

He would not stoop even to pick up the old manuscript I am going to seek with so much trouble and fatigue. And in truth man is made rather to eat ices than to pore over old texts.

Do not fix hopes on your health, and do not laugh away life. Remember how they walked and now all their joints lie separately, and the tongue with which they talked lightly is eaten away by the worms.

Eating disorders are serious mental illnesses, not lifestyle choices.

I’m a healthy eater, but I don’t consider Chick-fil-A fast food.

Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.

You’re FAT – and don’t try to sugarcoat it, because you’ll just eat that, too.

You only need to change your direction, said the cat, and ate it up.

If you really want to make a friend, go to someone’s house and eat with him… the people who give you their food give you their heart.