“Whenever I’m out and I hear something, I’m writing. It’s the process of writing it down and then just always creating wherever you go. I never stop creating.”

I was really scared to stay home alone when I was kid, and I would freak out whenever there was a noise after my parents left.

When I was growing up, we went to Musikfest every year, and I have vivid memories of the corn on the cob.

Music is where I started. It’s kind of the base of everything.

I think I started doing covers when I was… what, like 9 or 10?

I’ve never paid too much attention to what other people have said or to what other people have tried to make me be.

I’ve never had to fend for a child’s life, which sounds very terrifying.

I go through my comments sometimes, and I’ll just take snapshots of the terrible ones and send them to my friends.

It always feels good to put something you’re proud of out in the world.

I would always do the songs that I wanted to do and the songs that my parents wanted me to do.

Everybody has their own story – it’s who you are. If I wasn’t five-foot, I wouldn’t be who I am!

I approach everyday personal beauty very naturally; I try to make it look like I’m not wearing makeup.

You just have to appreciate those kinds of things. So I wasn’t born with long legs – who cares. You just have to embrace it. Being body positive is really important to your overall happiness.

Everyone takes a bad selfie – the first thing is to know that.

It’s hard to see someone with a ‘perfect’ body and be like, ‘Why can’t I be like her?’ But that person was born to be who she is, and you’re born to be who you are.

Confidence is the most beautiful thing you can possess.

I guess we’ll see how it turns out and which one overpowers the other… but I couldn’t really see my life without them, both of them.

I’ll stand my ground and I won’t back down.

Deep down, everything boils down (“au fond tout se ramène”, Fr.) to the following simple question; Do we really want justice and the realization in this world of higher principles, or else do we want to serve selfish.

When I get back into the city, it doesn’t matter where you plop me down, I have my friends around me and I feel so blessed.

There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep, and still be counted as warriors. (I make up this strange, angry packet for you, threaded with love.) I think you thought there was no such place for you, and perhaps there was none then.

There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep and still be counted as warriors.

Practicing till strengthand accuracy became one with the daringto leap into transcendence, take the chance of breaking down in the wild arpeggioor faulting the full sentence of the fugue.

It ain’t made for everybody, but I knocked a lot of blocks down.

It’s not easy, though, singing upside down in a headstand on a raised platform with your unfettered breasts hitting you in the chin.