I'm Not Particularly Attention-seeking.

I Mean, I'm 48 Years Old And I've Been Through A Lot In My Life - You Know, Loss, Whether It Be Death, Illness, Separation. I Mean, The Failed Expectations... We All Have Dreams.

The World Is A Heartbreaking Place, Without Any Question.

I Identify With Other Women Because Of My Gender, And I Identify With Other Women If They Are Mothers Because I'm A Mother, Too. It's Very Simple. It's Nothing Complicated, It's Not Rocket Science. It's About Empathy. It's About Understanding That What Happens With One Person Is Potentially What Happens To You, And Seeing Yourself In Someone Else's Shoes. Fundamentally, We Are All In The Same Place: We're Born, We Live, And We're Going To Die. In Between, We'll Have Joy And We'll Have Sadness.

When You're That Successful, Things Have A Momentum, And At A Certain Point You Can't Really Tell Whether You Have Created The Momentum Or It's Creating You.

I Think That The Thing Is, All Those Years Of Creating Music Or Trying To Express Something Of A Dark Shadow, An Existential Angst That I Have Felt Most Of My Life And Still Feel Today, To Not Be Overwhelmed By It. Music, In A Way, Is A Great Vehicle, A Means By Which One Can Express All These Somewhat Contradictory Feelings.