I Cannot Exist As A Solo Artist.

Even If You Don't Release It, Find A Scream. It's So Liberating. You Can Do Anything Then. It’s Like You Can Fly. It Gives You Superpowers.

On Sofia Coppola's 16th Birthday, Way Back In 1987, I Stole A Lip Gloss From Her Sistine Chapel Of A Bedroom. Years Later, I Left A Chanel Lip Gloss In The Reception Of The Mercer Hotel For Her. You Know Why? I Believe That You've Got To Fix Your Karma.

I Never Expected I Would Be Connected To The Alpha Male As Some Kind Of Ancillary Object And To This Day It Mystifies Me.

I'm Not A Woman. I'm A Force Of Nature.

I'm A Survivor, At Least That's What Everyone Tells Me.