The minute I got skinny and got a nose job and became photogenic, and all of a sudden I had a bidding war, and every boy I ever wanted, wanted me.

I'm a survivor, at least that's what everyone tells me.

When I see 16 year-olds waiting for me, I just want to spank them and give them guitars and tell them to start bands. It's a bummer that girls have to respond to rock artists sexually instead of, like, 'wow, me too!'.

You want to live the dream? You do what you want on your terms.

I have no intention of dying young and being some stinking rock'n'roll person.

I wanted my anger to be valid, and the only way to do that is to be fairly attractive.

In rock stardom there's an absolute economic upside to self-destruction.