I don't care what people do. I don't care how people remember my albums. I do them for my own reasons.

I was screaming into the canyon at the moment of my death; the echo I created outlasted my last breath.

My mind goes to tragedy first.

I only write when I'm angry or sad, so because that's when I just have to write... If I'm having a good time and I'm happy and things are going really well, why would I want to stop what I'm doing to go and write at the piano?

I'm not a functional person because I don't go on lunch dates with friends. I hear about people having dinner parties but I never do that. I'm not really human.

Everything that happens to me, I experience it really intensely. I feel it very deeply.

Divas are not made, they are born.