“My heart goes out to everyone as we see the end of this year and as we anticipate the new one. We’re in this together.”

I think the artists are really the face of the music they make. It’s no longer the genre that dictates it.

I get a bit insecure if I feel like there’s too much makeup on my face or if I feel like I’m cakey.

I’m so obsessed with Cardi B. I do nothing but sit and watch her Instagram videos.

If I wasn’t a singer, I would be a fairy princess.

If you see a fairy tell her I called.

For me, my aim is to just be as good as possible. If people do look up at me I have to set the best example I can.

My goal is to get my music out to as many people as possible. That a song of mine is being played on the radio so far away from home really, really pushes me. It’s everything I’ve dreamed of.

My gang sign is the love heart.

I’m learning to accept myself. I’m still in the process of learning to love who I am.

Social media can sometimes influence the charts, but I think that only great music makes it to the top. The good songs make it.

I’ll bring you flowers in the pouring rain.

I still take a lot of pride in being able to write my own songs. My story’s coming from me.

Success, to me, is just doing things I’m really proud of.

I love Pink and Nelly Furtado – the honesty and truth in their lyrics. I also love Kendrick Lamar and Chance the Rapper.

Don’t talk to me or my son again.

I can’t dance. If I try, I’ll trip onstage.

Whether you like it or not, Paris is the beating heart of Western civilisation. It’s where it all began and ended.

My feeling about work is it’s much more about the experience of doing it than the end product. Sometimes things that are really great and make lots of money are miserable to make, and vice versa.

We start off confused and end up confused on a higher level.

Few women care to be laughed at and men not at all, except for large sums of money.

Remind ourselves that grief may feel longer and more poignant than happiness but it still has an ending.

Pleasure and freedom from pain, are the only things desirable as ends.

A road need not be paved in gold to find treasures at its end.

Bad men need nothing more to compass their ends, than that good men should look on and do nothing.