The violence betwen women is unbelievable. Women try to make each other crawl so that their knees are bleeding.
Life is fleeting. It is to be enjoyed.
I usually get myself into situations that cause sparks. I mean I’m a girl that likes the storms. I love feeling alive, I love walking out in the cold in my bare feet and feeling the ice on my toes.
If you have an issue with homosexuality, then it comes to your own fear and your own darkness.
I’m really quite happy to say that in my early 40s, I wake up feeling sexy, and I can’t say I felt that way in my late 20s.
I have a great relationship with my mother-in-law. We’re both Leos, we understand each other.
I find that in the 21st century, there’s not a lot of compassion for what other people are going through or the walk that they have to walk.
I don’t choose to analyze what I have done and I think that is the right choice, because then I won’t be spending my time creating.
I don’t mind a dirty girl. But what I find tragic is when we, as women, become not the subject of our own story but someone else’s object.
I think you need to have people around you whose standard is high and who don’t accept anything less.
I know people sometimes have this fantasy about Cornwall. But the Cornish are so grounded.
I have never smoked and have always drunk a lot of water, but cleanse, tone and moisturise every day? No way!
I have built my world through Native American mythology.
I have a rule that I don’t read my press, but then somebody in the crew will be reading it and of course it’s right there, so what do you think I do?
I guess my husband is a muse as well.
I don’t want to give too much ink to foolish men.
I don’t really cook. There are caterers, and my husband cooks.
I don’t feel I’m as good a mum as my mum was.
Being able to still make records is a privilege. I don’t take it casually.
At 15, I knew someone whose mother cooked macrobiotic, so I persuaded my mother to go macrobiotic with me.