“At Age 11, I used to listen to Madonna’s Immaculate Collection every day”

Now I think that going to the gym is the best drug. I go four times a week and it gives me the buzz I need.

If I died tomorrow, I would be a happy girl.

I’m planning my most ambitious tattoo yet. You can never have enough tats.

My husband is everything to me and without him it’s just not the same.

I listen to music that is of our time and I just get angry.

I’ve had everything pierced at some point.

When I was a little kid it was my dream to go to drama school, but it was never something I thought would happen to me. I was a Jewish girl from North London and things like that don’t happen to Jewish girls from North London called Amy Winehouse.

I would say that jazz is my own language.

I’ve always had my own style, I’ve always been different. I don’t like to wear anything that anyone else is wearing because it’s very important for me to make a statement.

I do see myself settling down, getting married and having kids. But when I think about a family life in the future there’s rarely a man involved which is kind of weird.

I don’t think I’m such an amazing person who needs to be written about.

Since I was 16, I’ve felt a black cloud hangs over me. Since then, I have taken pills for depression.

I was hit by a car once on my bike, but I still rode home.

When I’m nervous, I stutter, and I had to keep stopping and starting.

I write songs about stuff that I can’t really get past personally – and then I write a song about it and I feel better.

I wouldn’t be with a man who was scared of me, but I don’t think men are scared of me – look at me, I’m tiny. I don’t think I’m capable of putting anyone off. I’m a nice girl.

The collection of taxes which are not absolutely required, which do not beyond reasonable doubt contribute to public welfare, is only a species of legalized larceny. Under this Republic the rewards of industry belong to those who earn them.

It is good to collect things, but it is better to go on walks.

Poetry is emotion recollected in tranquillity.

Here’s a memory, which like most memories is imperfect and subjective—collected long ago like a beach pebble and slipped into the pocket of my mind.

You can’t tax business. Business doesn’t pay taxes. It collects taxes.

What is man? He’s just a collection of chemicals with delusions of grandeur.

My mind seems to have become a kind of machine for grinding general laws out of large collections of facts.

While choosing a fashion show, I take into consideration the designer and the collection. Then only I said yes to do a show.