There are probably five songs in the world that I get excited about when I hear them on the radio.

There's time limits on how long people's attention spans will work. There's six weeks in each territory that you're really famous, then you, thank god, disappear again.

I was born pretty lucky, an Aryan Australian, friendly girl, that gives you a lot of advantages in the world. I was unaware of people's fights or struggles for equality. I was really naive.

I get to sit at home with the dogs on the sofa, record in a closet in the office, send them off and, if I'm lucky, make a million dollars.

I liked when I was naive and I thought it was just about making good music.

Fame made me develop a panic disorder.

Being hunted, paparazzi-style , doesn't appeal to me.