I’m a really good parent to myself sometimes, and I do things that make me learn and grow.

There were songs I would write about breaking up with somebody before I broke up with them, months and months before I broke up with them.

[During her sabbatical, she said, she would often sit in her backyard in Venice, Calif., thinking and playing with pine cones.] I was making little pine-cone people with razor blades, … That’s all I did.

I got all my work done to graduate in two months and then they were like, I’m sorry, you have to take driver’s ed. I just kind of went, Oh, forget it.

I was so self-critical. I still am, but it’s not as bad anymore.

The quick success was a bit strange to get used to.

It makes me panic inside to think that I’m not going to be able to remember my own songs and the work that it’s going to take to learn them again.

Everybody sees me as this sullen and insecure little thing. Those are just the sides of me that I feel it’s necessary to show because no one else seems to be showing them.

I think I’m better at live shows than I used to be because I’m way more comfortable with the uncomfortable pauses between songs. Now, rather than trying to talk or do a costume change, I’ll...

Our ancestors always thought of the worst thing that could happen, and that’s why we’re alive.

I got a lot of problems, but I’m really good at intuiting what I need to do to be happy with whatever I create. I know when to stop myself, I know when to start,...

I can’t remember writing any of the songs that I’ve written.

I got my feet on the ground and I don’t go to sleep to dream, you got your head in the clouds you’re not at all what you seem.