I was just dying to get out of my twenties.

I make music and I can't stop. It's a compulsion and an obsession and a curse.

I always believe that a person can learn so much by just jumping into something and trying to do it rather than having someone else teach you everything.

People in L.A. don't have to brace themselves against the cold; they slack off permanently, and their brains turn to mush.

It may seem strange, but the most grateful I've ever felt was when I was held up at gunpoint. After I handed over my wallet and the mugger ran off into the woods, I thought, 'Thank you for not shooting me.' I was overwhelmingly glad to be alive and unharmed.

I can't believe I got a major-label record deal. My music was quirky, and my voice was so odd and high and girlish, it was like a weird novelty act.

My growth as an artist and a person has been so slow and gradual, it's hard to make a story out of it.