“I’m terrified of growing up. Once you become an adult, how to you step back from that? It’s something that wakes me up at night.”

The way I dress and carry myself, a lot of people find it intimidating. I think my whole career can be boiled down to the one word I always say in meetings: strength.

I’ve totally learned in this process that 99% of the time, your gut is right, and you know what’s right for you. I know exactly what’s right for my career and for my art, and sometimes, even if the whole room is saying, ‘Don’t do that, don’t do that,’ you know that doing that is going to be good for you, in the long run.

Like wildflowers you must allow yourself to grow in all the places people thought you never would.

Don’t be afraid. Be the kind of person your mother warned you about.

Two things to remember in life: take care of your thoughts when you are alone, and take are of your words when you are with people.

The smarter the person, the more boring the instagram account.

People have told me that Ive helped them feel confident, like they can say things they want to say. They can talk about feminism in class without people calling them a lesbian. Thats so amazing that I can make someone feel like that.

I do not need someone to complete me, but if you wanted to, we could walk next to each other into whatever is coming next.

David Bowie told me my music sounds like tomorrow

We’re so happy, even when we’re smiling out of fear.

Everyone’s competing for a love they won’t receive.

I love thrift shopping. You can get ten things because everything costs, like, three dollars.

Of course I got lipstick all over my lil’ nose in about 5 seconds, nothing’s changed.

Taylor Swift is so flawless, and so unattainable, and I don’t think it’s breeding anything good in young girls.

What I do is so important to me. It’s like being a parent, in some ways, of a super-demanding , high-achieving child, with a cry that sounds really cool on the radio.

It’s a new art form, showing people how little we care.

You don’t pick who you fall in love with. There are so few people to love. It’s hard for one adult to even like another. Almost impossible.

We must choose between the violence of adults and the smiles of children. Between the ugliness of hate and the will to oppose it. Between inflicting suffering and humiliation on our fellow man and offering him the solidarity and hope he deserves.

Gratitude is really, really attractive. A child who is genuinely grateful makes you want to do anything for her, and that is true of adults as well.

Odd how we focus on studying wars at at school to form our ‘education’. No wonder we know so little about making and forging peace as adults.

My mom and I are like sisters. We kind of grew up together. She always treated me as an adult. I never had curfew. She’s a workaholic, like I am. We’re not super family-oriented people, you know?

Remember that, however patient your study, you will never in adult life learn any language perfectly; the best you can hope for is to be a bore.

I certainly feel that an adult woman has a right to determine what happens to her life and body.

Adults devise a plan and follow it, children do what feels good.