You know the reason I love the stars is because we can't hurt them: we can't burn them, we can't melt them , we can't make them overflow, we can't flood them or burn them up—so we keep reacing for them

I don't take compliments so well. I always hang my head and shuffle and kind of try to immediately forget.

All of nature talks to me - if I could just figure out what it's saying - trees are swinging in the breeze. They're talking to me. Insects are rubbing their legs together. They're all talking. They're talking to me.

Being an artist is a totally godlike thing to do - and I have a god complex.

Audiences, whether they're seeing a film or a reading or whatever it is, a concert, they decide very quickly what kind of show it is, and then they judge it. They judge the rest of the thing by whether it conforms to their rules for what a good symphony orchestra would be.

I don't care about being famous or having a lot of people go, "She's really good."

A lot of artists who have a certain style are expected to more or less keep doing their style. It's so easy to get into that rut of production.