I see the world, it makes me puke, But then I look at you and know, that somewhere there’s a someone who can soothe me.
Humans are not really very humane.
I lost myself to music at a very early age, and I remained there.
You can’t help but feel that the Chinese people are a subspecies.
Last night I dreamt that somebody loved me. No hope, no harm; just another false alarm.
Yes I have had a tan, actually. I went to Los Angeles and got one there, but it didn’t make it back to Britain. You’re not allowed to come through customs with a tan.
Madonna reinforces everything absurd and offensive. Desperate womanhood. Madonna is closer to organized prostitution than anything else.
I have seen one or two psychiatrists. They just sit and nod and doodle.
I’m just happy being dumpy. Dumpy, fat and middle-aged.
I would never, ever do anything as vulgar as having fun.
I’m not very good at being dull.
I lie a lot – it’s really useful.
It doesn’t stop. It really doesn’t stop. It’s the way I live every single day. I don’t do anything else. I have no other interest other than music. At all.
It’s the refuge for the mentally deficient. It’s made by dull people for dull people.
When they bury me in a church and chuck earth on my grave, I’d like the words ‘Well, at least he tried’ engraved on my tombstone.
I think I must be, absolutely, a total sex object. In every sense of the word.
You are a work of art.
I’ve gone through managers like people go through shredded wheat. Nobody looks after you.
I’d rather produce art than become art.
I just feel that when all is said and done, I am not insane.