I believe that the only way that the human race is gonna survive is to start colonizing space and setting up colonies on the moon, and then space stations.

The bottom line is the Kiss Army is growing by leaps and bounds.

I went to my friend's house one day, and he had an electric guitar he had just bought with a tiny little amp. I turned the volume up to 10 and I hit one chord, and I said, I'm in love.

I had a feeling it was gonna work out because not only did I enjoy the music and hit it off with the guys, but I was into theatrical rock and was willing to wear makeup and do anything to make it.

I'm the kinda person, you gotta fight for everything you get. You gotta believe in yourself.

By the time I'm 40, interplanetary travel will be common. Nobody will want to talk to me at that age, anyway.

I'll get up there and I'll do my guitar solos in one of those space outfits.