With pop stars or film stars, we become the object of people’s self-definition, as well as the object of sexual definition.
English people have seen me get through scandals.
Even though it’s become a really cliched thing to see musicians working for charity, it’s still effective and it still has to be done.
Everything was going my way. I was happily marching into the history books. Then it all just fell apart.
I am a political person, though not with a big P.
I am really not interested or excited by repeating former successes.
I can’t bear Catholicism.
I define my sexuality in terms of the people that I love.
I don’t consider Americans bullies, but I do consider the American government bullying.
I don’t have joy in watching myself, whereas, actually, I quite like listening to my own music.
I don’t really think that there is anyone in the modern pop business who I feel I want to spar with.
All we have to see is that I don’t belong to you, and you don’t belong to me.
I’m not anti-American. I’ve lived with Kenny, a Texan, for six years.
People, you can never change the way they feel. Better let them do what they will. For they will, if you let them, steal your heart.
Without despair, we will share, and the joys of caring will not be erased. What has been, must never end, the joys of caring will not be replace.
Change is a stranger you have yet to know.
I’ve done too many stupid things for there not to be movies made about me when I’m dead, so I might as well write the script.
I want to make a pop album – something more upbeat than my stuff was in the ’90s.
There’s not another drug in life that I’m glad I took but grass.
Say what you want about America – thirteen bucks can still get you a hell of a lot of mice!