I am a horrible visual artist. I can't fix a car, sew, knit, cook, etc. Statistically, there is more I don't do than do.

I love coffee. I love a midday espresso on set, just for the energy.

I think that half of us feel fraudulent in our lives anyway. There's that strange disconnect of not really knowing what we're doing sometimes, or why it matters. It's our existential crisis.

I think hip-hop does a very good job of infusing comedy and humor and wit into music, a lot more than other genres.

I will say, as a woman, when you put a mustache on, you find out a lot of things about yourself.

I really don't know what to do when my life is not chaotic.

You can never underestimate that moment of somebody explaining your life to you, something you thought was inexplicable, through music. That was the way out of loneliness.

I need a template of a template

As a kid, before I got into music, I did all the drama classes, went to theater camp in the summers, so it wasn't totally a foreign world.

Rihanna has guts and she always seems to be singing from someplace honest, dark and fierce.

No matter what people are struggling with, or based on whatever. Sexuality, ethnicity, economic status, size. I don't wish smallness for anyone. It's a terrible place to live.

And what could my father possibly want with another child, when he hardly bothered to talk to the one he already had?

...the villagers had decided that 'practical' meant 'extremely magical and full of interesting objects' and had officially subtitled themselves, Winesap: A Pracktical Towne.

But that's the thing with the what-if game-- you really can never know the answer to the question. And maybe it's better that way.

Chic is a convent for unloved women.

I need to not be scared of not having someone there to back me up. I just need to tackle things on my own. I feel like I have the power in me to make it work.

If someone speaks badly of you, do not defend yourself against the accusations, but reply; "you obviously don't know about my other vices, otherwise you would have mentioned these as well

Drumming was the only thing I was ever good at.

The U.S. has no friends, only interests.

The kind of hero worship you have, when a parent is lost early and you don't know all their faults and misgivings, is a very strong influence.

Two women can't share a house comfortably, no matter how fond they might be of each other. It's got to be one woman's kitchen.