“I’ve never heard a man in a suit tell me what to wear; that’s not their forte. You hire your stylist; whatever someone’s image is as an artist is what they’ve chosen to portray.”

First things first, I’m da realest.

My real name is Amethyst. It sounds like a stage name. My mom is kind of crazy.

As a child, I remember my dad would sometimes drive me into town with him to play pinball machines together. It’s a bittersweet memory but also a favorite.

I love purple because my name is Amethyst.

I found it to be kind of ironic, because I’m white, therefore I’m appropriating culture, but then Eminem won it – who’s white and won it many times – and they didn’t seem to say anything about that. I suspect it was just because they dislike me.

I think that music is still art, even if it’s commercialised.

Anyone’s happier when they’re not being verbally abused all day long.

Really good things take time to grow. Foundation is not built over night.

Whenever my country has something bad happening I feel guilty for not being there. It’s weird.

At the very worst, if I have a short-lived career, at least I could say I sparked a change – that I inspired some leniency in what people accept in hip-hop. And if I have a very long career and can be gyrating in a leotard at 35, that would be great.

I’d known since about eleven that I wanted to live in America.

I naturally want to be provocative.

Luxury lives in the finer details. It’s a cloth napkin at a dinner table. It’s a mint on your pillow before bed.

Iggy’ was my dog – he was named after Iggy Pop – and ‘Azalea’ is the street where I grew up; together, they have the right amount of syllables to make the perfect name.

Music is art to me, and you don’t censor art. You don’t go into a museum and censor things.

No money, no family, 16 in the middle of Miami.

I think a woman looks best in a sari.

Wonder and not any expectation of advantage from its discoveries, is the first principle which prompts mankind to the study of Philosophy, of that science which pretends to lay open the concealed connections that unite the various appearances of nature.

I love dressing up, and I’m aware that people do say that it can take your attention away from the game. But I disagree with this notion!

You must look for the good in people to have more of it appear. As you look only for the good things in a person, you will be amazed at what your new focus reveals.

She had perfect features, with her eye, nose, lips, and ears the right size and in right places. That is all it takes to make people beautiful, normal body parts – yet why does nature mess it up so many times?

I want to be different. If everyone is wearing black, I want to be wearing red.

The problem of the twentieth century is the problem of the color-line, — the relation of the darker to the lighter races of men in Asia and Africa, in America and the islands of the sea.

Bat in hand, helmet on, pads on gloves on, shoes on: I am complete.