“I only write about stuff that’s happened to me.. stuff I can’t get past personally. Luckily, I’m quite self-destructive.”

Some men do think I’m a psycho bunny-boiler.

It’s too much of a drinking culture, everything tastes better with a drink. Like, watch TV: glass of wine. Cooking dinner: glass of champagne. White wine vinegar hasn’t got white wine in it. Has it?

I can play a lot of different instruments adequately but nothing really well.

I had a real stage school voice and I could do loud things, but it’s not about being loud, it’s about sensitivity and subtlety in music. You can do so much more with a quiet voice than with a belter.

Life’s short. Anything could happen, and it usually does, so there is no point in sitting around thinking about all the ifs, ands and buts.

Girls talk to each other like men talk to each other. But girls have an eye for detail.

I was expecting it to be cynical because I’m like that myself. I wouldn’t want it to be all roses because life isn’t like that.

I don’t have emotional needs, only physical ones.

I always try to write a song to work things out with myself and I want to do it with a little punchline at the end, because I never want to remember anything bad in my life.

Cause there’s nothing, there’s nothing you can teach me That I can’t learn from Mr. Hathaway.

Life happens. There is no point in being upset or down about things we can’t control or change.

If you play an instrument, it makes you a better singer. The more you play, the better you sing, the more you sing, the better you play.

No. No. I don’t listen to anyone except my … inner child anyway. If someone had said to me, Amy, lose a stone which they wouldn’t – I don’t think I would have listened anyway.

I love America, it’s a much more permissive place.

We only said goodbye with words I died a hundred time, you go back to her and I go back to black.

I always said I never wanted to write about love, but then I went and did that anyway.

The closer the collapse of the Empire, the crazier its laws are.

Aimlessness is a vice, and such drifting must not continue for him who would steer clear of catastrophe and destruction.

Come and sip from the cup of destruction.

Self-seeking is self-destruction.

One arrow alone can be easily broken but many arrows are indestructible.

Don’t Look For the Finish Line. The Journey Itself Is The Destination.

Death as the destruction of all things no longer had meaning when life was revealed to be a fatuous sequence of empty words, the hollow jingle of a jester’s cap and bells.

Don’t ever underestimate the destructive power of sins of omission.