Nothing feels worse than having to break the stage down before the performance, and I mean nothing.

May this be the year that things go your way most of the time, and when they don't, may you have great friends to lean on.

I don't write songs in order to stick it to my exes. I don't release underground dis tracks.

I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation... so when I meet someone who's an 8-color type... I'm like, 'Hey girl, magenta!' and she's like, 'Oh, you mean purple!' and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, 'No - I want magenta!'

We're supposed to lose our friends to time, at an age when we're ready to agree to the terms of having lived a long life. Not now.

She's perfect, so flawless, I'm not impressed.

It's almost charity work, what people have done, turning other people on to my music.