I'm a daughter of a minister and I love chasing the Dark. That which is hidden. I like licking it like ice… — Tori Amos Copy Share Image
Sometimes, I think Trent just needs a cup of hot chocolate and a blankie. — Tori Amos Copy Share Image
“I'm an acquired taste. I'm anchovies. If I was potato chips I could go more places.” — Tori Amos Copy Share Image
At 15, I knew someone whose mother cooked macrobiotic, so I persuaded my mother to go macrobiotic with me. — Tori Amos Copy Share Image
I know I'm an acquired taste - I'm anchovies. And not everybody wants those hairy little things. — Tori Amos Copy Share Image
I'm a tomato freak, but sometimes you have to get it in ketchup form for people to be able to open to… — Tori Amos Copy Share Image
I believe in eating. I think women especially have this fear of eating, and I think there is a whole euphoric plane… — Tori Amos Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I fantasize backstage about how people do their laundry. Woolite? Mixed-color loads? Do they fold? Do they press? Do they Shout it out?… — Tori Amos Copy Share
I'm obsessed with crocodiles and getting eaten by one. When I hear that someone's been eaten by a crocodile or shark, I just get… — Tori Amos Copy Share
Being stylish is about enjoying your life and expressing yourself and your inner light. — Tori Amos Copy Share
There certainly are situations where I feel not empowered or uninspired. Particularly when the person's agenda is to intimidate through abusing their position or… — Tori Amos Copy Share
When I play live, it's a conversation that we're all having with the song, and the audience... their response and relationship with the songs… — Tori Amos Copy Share
Parenting is not for everybody. It changes your life. Especially when they're little. — Tori Amos Copy Share
Though I can't change what happened, I can choose how to react. And I don't want to spend the rest of my life being… — Tori Amos Copy Share
My mother says I was two-and-a-half when I started playing. My father was a minister, and when he went to church in the morning,… — Tori Amos Copy Share
