I refuse to accept other people's ideas of happiness for me. As if there's a 'one size fits all' standard for happiness.

For the person that wrote that, were they involved with anything last year that was as culturally significant as the Yeezus tour or that album? ... The bar was terrible, and the wedding planner didn't approve it with me. I was having issues with this wedding planner the entire time on approvals, and I get there and they threw some weird plastic bar there.

I'm a pop enigma. I live and breathe every element in life. I rock a bespoke suit and I go to Harold's for fried chicken. It's all these things at once, because, as a taste maker, I find the best of everything.

What I feel like - 'cause I wanna be married, of course - I feel like the type of girl I would be with is a fellow superhero. So we get that 'already flying and now we're just flying together' thing.

I was wearing like, a Juicy Couture men's polo shirt. We weren't there, like, ready for war.

The media crucify me like they did Christ.

Like, I want the world to be better! All I want is positive! All I want is dopeness! Why would you want to control that?