“Sisters come before carpet burns and blisters.”

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.

When you’re around kids you can be a little kid yourself and pretend that life is magic and you don’t have to be one of those sweaty people going to work every day.

A Jack Russell terrier? My god. He’ll burn you up. They never stop. A German shepherd, you can only go so many miles.

Anybody that I ever dealt with knows that I’m a very focused individual, and when it comes to my work and what I do, you might have to play the back burner to that.

Not all homes are meant to be lived in. Some are meant to be abandoned. Some burnt.

She does not play with fire anymore, Her soul got burnt and hurt many times.

Burnt mirror, smeared glass. Do you like what you see? If my body is a temple, then my poetry is the darkest vestry. My mouth is a chalice, and these words are sacramental.

I think I’ll always remember your birthday and the way you took your coffee because they’ll forever be pieces of you I cannot burn.

We all show our true colors eventually – mine is dark and firesome red. I bet I burned you. I don’t expect to see you soon.

There is light in you that only burns wild when its free. And if you want to be free, truly free, you will have to let go of the notion that you were meant to make everyone happy.