On Sofia Coppola's 16th birthday, way back in 1987, I stole a lip gloss from her Sistine Chapel of a bedroom. Years later, I left a Chanel lip gloss in the reception of the Mercer Hotel for her. You know why? I believe that you've got to fix your karma.

I get nervous about press and about being rejected or disappointing myself.

How can you love me if you dont know me? I stink really bad.

I need the gays at the shows. If I don't have the gays, I just go nuts, because they always know every word and they're the best core audience you can have.

I do wish I ruled the world, I think it'd be a better place.

You know, if Nicole Kidman was a rock star, she'd be alot more professional than me, I'm sorry.

I cannot exist as a solo artist.