“I’m never happy with my face, my hair, I haven’t really got any boobs and I’m not really that tall.”

When you reach a point of no return with someone and you feel there’s going to be no reconciliation, you have to disconnect. I can’t allow myself to be emotionally connected with people like that again, it’s too damaging.

I still don’t know if I can write songs. I don’t think anyone ever knows if they can write songs.

I feel like my songs are very relevant and very meaningful, but I literally have to get rid of the nostalgia for shows because I would just be mess on-stage otherwise.

I tend to write things and review it afterwards and realise what comes out. I very rarely ever write something and have to take it back.

I love pink – pink’s my favourite. I hardly ever – weirdly – wear it, but I love the colour pink.

I think I’d like to be best friends with Björk, because I’d like to pick her brain a lot all the time and just have weird times together.

I take inspiration from everything around me, also relationships and friends. And the inside of my crazy head.

I feel quite proud to be an ambassador for women who realize that being fit is better than being skinny.

I like the idea about somewhere there being a world… somewhere there’s a world that I don’t know about. But also, that somewhere, there was once something that disappeared.

My fans are so funny, they make me laugh so much. I’ve got some really, really, funny, clever fans.

My mum was too busy raising four of us to encourage my hopes. But I’m glad I had the upbringing I did. It made me a worrier and a thoughtful, curious person.

The only really safe thing to do is to write a diary of where you’ve been, what time you went to bed, what you ate. If I wrote honestly about everything I think it’d be a disaster. It would cause a lot of trouble.

I could always sing, from a really young age, but my voice was really weird. I used to make my mum turn up the radio every day in our house. She was well into music so I got that from her.

I feel like my figure is a challenge because I’m quite flat chested but I’ve got a booty so I’ve got to look for the right things.

I guess I’m just quite observant and I pay attention to a lot of things. Human behavior really fascinates me.

My soul is to sell. The dark is too hard to beat ’cause they’re calling me.

It appears necessary to go back to first principles in search of the most simple truths, and to dispute with some prevailing prejudice every inch of ground.

Society is the form in which the fact of mutual dependence for the sake of life and nothing else assumes public significance and where the activities connected with sheer survival are permitted to appear in public.

When we say something about something, we make it lie there before us, which means at the same time to make it appear.

My original appearance now is impure and that is why I try so hard to hide it from everyone harder than I work on keeping myself alive.

The leader of the genius must have the ability to make different opponents appear as if they belonged to one category.

City light appears as stars on the ground, but creates an illusion, of an ideal city that never existed, hides the dark & dusty secrets.

True victory is beyond the fog of appearance.

The focus on my appearance has really surprised me. I’ve always been a size 14 to 16, I don’t care about clothes, I’d rather spend my money on cigarettes and booze.