Art may imitate life, but life imitates TV.

Sometimes the beauty is easy. Sometimes you don’t have to try at all. Sometimes you can hear the wind blow in a handshake. Sometimes there’s poetry written right on the bathroom wall.

I know there is strength in the differences between us. I know there is comfort where we overlap.

Art is why I get up in the morning but my definition ends there. You know I don’t think its fair that I’m living for something I can’t even define.

Love is a piano dropped from a fourth story window, and you were in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Men make angry music and it’s called rock-and-roll; women include anger in their vocabulary and suddenly they’re angry and militant.

I’ve been a long time coming, and I’ll be a long time gone. You’ve got your whole life to do something, and that’s not very long.

We have to be able to criticise what we love, to say what we have to say ’cause if your not trying to make something better, than as far as I can tell, you are just in the way.

My idea of feminism is self-determination, and it’s very open-ended: every woman has the right to become herself, and do whatever she needs to do.

If I’m gonna go down I’m gonna do it with style. You won’t hear me surrender, you won’t hear me confess cause you’ve left me with nothing but I have worked with less.

Any tool is a weapon if you hold it right.

My songs are just little letters to me.

In order to keep anything cultural, logical, or ideological, you have to reinvent the reality of it.

Just let me go, we have to be able to criticize what we love, to say what we have to say ’cause if you’re not trying to make something better, then as far as I can tell, you are just in the way.

I’d rather be able to face myself in the bathroom mirror than be rich and famous.

I was blessed with a birth and a death, and I guess I just want some say in between.

If you like it, let it be, and if you don’t please do the same.

Some people wear their heart up on their sleeve. I wear mine underneath my right pant leg, strapped to my boot.

Strangers are exciting, their mystery never ends. But, there’s nothing like looking at your own history in the faces of your friends.

Maybe you don’t like your job, maybe you didn’t get enough sleep, well nobody likes their job, nobody got enough sleep. Maybe you just had the worst day of your life, but you know, there’s no escape, there’s no excuse, so just suck up and be nice.

They taught me different was wrong.

It seems that different people have an idea of what I am, and what I should be. And then there’s me.

Someone’s got to be interested in how I feel, just because I’m here and I’m real.

I have something to prove, as long as I know there’s something that needs improvement, and you know that everytime I move, I make a woman’s movement.

Taking me seriously is a big mistake. I certainly wouldn’t.

Art may imitate life, but life imitates TV.

Taken out of context I must seem so strange.

I don’t care if they eat me alive, I’ve got better things to do then survive.

There isn’t much I have to say, that I wouldn’t rather just shut up and do.

People need something or someone to fasten themselves to in order to reassure themselves that they are real.

God forbid you be an ugly girl, ‘course too pretty is also your doom, ’cause everyone harbors a secret hatred for the prettiest girl in the room.