You don't have to prove to me you're beautiful to strangers, I've got loving eyes of my own.

You say we'll soar like two birds through the clouds, but soon you'll cage me on your shelf. I'll never learn to be just me, first by myself.

I had a mastectomy in 1998, and then chemo.

The models for me were more the folk-rock singers of the '60s and '70s.

We are in this period now where we all are trying to be in shape physically and deny ourselves any pleasure.

I think that I've got some pretty bad reviews on albums or songs that later proved themselves.

I've gone through the village of my songwriting and my artistry, and I've gone through lots of different phases, including one where it has been very quiet and abandoned me for a few years.