I'm completely in love with the world but also terrified of it. It creates some overwhelming feelings. Wanting to battle out that joy and fear is part of my music.

Hands up if you’re ready to do something you’ll regret this weekend. Go forth! You have my blessing.

I think I should get a bigger between-the-song persona, so then I'm not wandering around the stage like some mad old auntie that's saying hello to people and falling over.

When I'm singing I'm always trying to get to the highest point possible. I'd fly to the top of Buckingham Palace to sing to the queen.

I like a house party and fancy dress, a big fan of fancy dress, like dress up, costume parties.

I try to maintain a healthy dose of daydreaming, to remain sane.

Having a soul, they say, is like taking sadness and turning it into something beautiful.

If you do something with your whole heart and it's a mistake, you can live with that.

I like the idea of not being afraid of letting your imagination rule you, to feel the freedom of expression, to let creativity be your overwhelming drive rather than other things.

Sometimes I find that music is so much more attractive than love. I don’t know… It’s like some kind of euphoria, that love can’t bring to you.

You should have high expectations for yourself and others should come second.

Act like a champion, and then become one.

Silverstream: You idiot!!! What are you doing in my territory???Graystripe:...Drowning?Silverstream: Can't you do that in your own territory?Graystripe: Ah, but who would rescue me there?

It is the same with revolution; so long as the proper spirit is spreading amongst our young men, we are satisfied that it spreads without bombast or parade.

My art is just an effort to express the truth of my being in gesture and movement. It has taken me long years to find even one absolutely true movement.

Do you know why it's so hard to solve a Redneck murder? 'Cause there's no dental records and all the DNA is the same.

All of us contain a divine, expressive spark, a creative candle intended to light our path and that of our fellows.

I am remarkably pleased with Obama. I had grave misgivings about him.

When we sit down each day and do our work, power concentrates around us... Ideas come. Insights accrete.

Having whipped single women into high marital panic-or "nuptialitis," as one columnist called it- the press hastened to soothe fretted brows with conjugal tonic.

Pessimism leads to weakness. Optimism leads to power.