“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 know definitive points in my life and in relationships because of my songs. I write my music so that I’ll never be bored of it.

The dark covers me and I cannot run now.

I can’t help you if you won’t help yourself.

I’m much healthier now.

It’s important for me to be with a musician or someone who has a creative mind.

There’s no point in saying anything but the truth.

I’ve never been a boyfriend kind of girl.

I love to live and I live to love.

Sisters come before carpet burns and blisters.

I’d like to be remembered as someone who wasn’t satisfied with just one level of musicianship as someone who was a pioneer.

I never went round to loads of managers saying ‘this is what I have, this is my product and I’m going to be famous so you’d better sign me up.’ They came to me.

I would love to study guitar or trumpet.

I don’t understand, Why do I stress the man, When there’s so many bigger things at hand?

Music was my ultimate ambition but I liked all of it. I wanted to discipline myself in dance and acting too and I’d done all three since I was 9-years-old. I could sing, but I didn’t become a great singer.

Cause I’m a musician, I’m not really good at posing and being a model, like, modeling.

I know I’m talented, but I wasn’t put here to sing. I was put here to be a wife and a mom and look after my family.

The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.

Women accept their destiny more readily than men.

Attitude creates your world and designs your destiny.

Alas! we are the sport of destiny.

Life is soul’s nursery- its training place for the destinies of eternity.

It is an awful thing to get a glimpse, as one sometimes does, when the time is past, of some little, little wheel which works the whole mighty machinery of fate, and see how our destinies turn on a minute’s delay or advance.

What do I know of man’s destiny? I could tell you more about radishes.

Compete with your destiny, not theirs.