People called me the godmother of punk, but I never name myself anything.

I had this idea that the coolest thing that could happen to you was talking with God.

I don't wear makeup. I can't stand nothin' on my face. It's a phobia. It's not a platform.

I wanted to see who this Yeats person was, and I said to my mother, 'I want a book by this person.' And she bought it for me, and a lot of it was over my head, but I had it.

I can't bear working with a click track, we're not click track people. But for "Mercy Is ..." we all got in one mind because the song is delicate; it's not a song that showcases a vocal or some virtuoso.

I'm not a critic. I'm not a journalist. I'm not a philosopher. Arguing that punk has run its course is like saying painting ran its course after the Renaissance. Punk is an idea. It's freedom. And it'll be around 200 years from now for the people who want it.

I was horny, but I was innocent 'cause I was a real-late bloomer and not particularly attractive. In fact, homely.