If I never wake again, I certainly will have lived while I was alive.

Rebel, rebel, you've torn your dress. Rebel, rebel, your face is a mess. Rebel, rebel, how could they know? Hot tramp, I love you so.

When I heard Little Richard, I mean, it just set my world on fire.

I'm not actually a very keen performer. I like putting shows together. I like putting events together.

She asked for my love and I gave her a dangerous mind.

Once I've written something it does tend to run away from me. I don't seem to have any part of it - it's no longer my piece of writing.

I think the first song I ever wrote ... was called "Can't Help Thinking About Me." That's an illuminating little piece, isn't it?