“There’s something about breaking up with someone – you just look hotter than you ever did before.”

My stage show is raw and unpredictable.

I’d love to have time to do my hair, honestly. I’d love to be Victoria Beckham just for one day – to look that good. But I can’t.

I’m cool. I don’t need to be skinny. I like to be strong.

When you have a dark side, nothing is ever as good as it seems.

Sexy doesn’t have to come with the price tag of being dumb.

I’m pretty confident and, at the same time, I’m pretty insecure. I’m like a walking conflict.

I want art to make me think. In order to do that, it may piss me off, or make me uncomfortable. That promotes awareness and change, or at least some discussion.

Women have fought so long and hard for our rights and equality, and now all our attention is put on being a size 0.

Cutting, and suicide, two very different symptoms of the same problem, are gaining on us. I personally don’t know a single person who doesn’t know at least two of these victims personally.

Loads of my friends are lesbians, and it really annoys me that gay people aren’t allowed to get married in most parts of America. I’d go on a march for gay rights any time.

If God is the DJ, then Life is the dance floor; Love is the rhythm and You are the music.

Long-term relationships are an everyday choice. It’s harder to be in a marriage than it is to bounce from one relationship to the next.

I can turn heartbreak into songs that help other people.

I was a very defensive kid ’cause I was really sensitive underneath and didn’t want people to know. So I came off as very tough and very angry.

On her daughter: And she’s going through all these changes. You know, it’s just crazy times.

The aggressive side of me comes across in my music, but I’m just a sweet girl.

Nothing in nature is by chance. Something appears to be chance only because of our lack of knowledge.

Feminism insists on methods of thought and action that urge us to think about things together that appear to be separate, and to disaggregate things that appear to naturally belong together.

Nothing in Nature is random. A thing appears random only through the incompleteness of our knowledge.

Judgements prevent us from seeing the good that lies beyond appearances.

In conclusion, it appears that nothing can be more improving to a young naturalist, than a journey in distant countries.

Freedom now appeared, to disappear no more forever.

I’ve become skeptical of the unwritten rule that just because a boy and girl appear in the same feature, a romance must ensue.

I think slavery is the next thing to hell. If a person would send another into bondage, he would, it appears to me, be bad enough to send him into hell if he could.