I’m a perfectionist.

Happy songs are very difficult to write. How many truly great upbeat songs are there?

I like the idea of growing old gracefully and full of wrinkles… like Audrey Hepburn.

The success of Torn was a bit too much for me. I took a year off and was still scared to start the second album.

I would have been happy to have waited till I was in my mid- to late-30s before I got married, but you don’t choose when these things happen, and when they do, there’s no doubt in your mind.

I’ve done a lot of partying in my time because I didn’t want to go home and I didn’t know what to do.

I’m a perfectionist.

It’s much easier to write when you’re sad. But you can end up isolated and depressed because you almost need to put yourself in that situation to have that angst to write from.

I’m such a chameleon. I never get bored.

It’s good to have to put yourself in someone else’s skin. It’s all-consuming.

You’re either too fat or too thin. You just can’t win.

You’re only as good as your last record and you could get dropped.

I am such a bad liar. I would like to lie, though.