I’ve taken my bows

And my curtain calls

You brought me fame and fortune

And everything that goes with it

I thank you all.

I’m a Freddie Mercury fan

I’m vile and perverted. I’m obsessed and deranged. I’ve existed for years but very little has changed. I’m the tool of the government and industry too. For I’m destined to rule and regulate you. You may think I’m pernicious, but you can’t look away. I’ll make you think I’m delicious with the stuff that I say. I’m the best you can get… Have you guessed me yet? I’m the slime oozing out of your TV set.

It was the beginning of the war. I was twelve years old, my parents were alive, and God still dwelt in our town.

Friendship marks a life even more deeply than love. Love risks degenerating into obsession, friendship is never anything but sharing.

The fame isn’t important to me. It’s a blessing to have. Having so many people that support me, that love me and listen to my music, is beautiful.

I don’t consider myself as the best player in the world. I’m not obsessed with individual titles. I’m much more interested in being part of a team which wins trophies.

Dad kept us out of school, but school comes and goes. Family is forever.

I believe the single most significant decision I can make on a day-to-day basis is my choice of attitude. It is more important than my past, my education, my bankroll, my successes or failures, fame or pain, what other people think of me or say about me, my circumstances, or my position.

You son of a bitch, she said, I am trying to build a meaningful relationship. you can’t build it with a hammer, he said.

Ned, I would love to stand here and talk with you—but I’m not going to

Some artists are working to buy the mansion or whatever the element of fame must bear, but I spend all my money on my show.

I write about what I know: sex, pornography, art, fame obsession, drugs, and alcohol. I mean, why would anyone care to listen to me if I wasn’t an expert in what I write about?