This is a mad planet," David Bowie said in 1971. "It's doomed to madness.

I'm not a natural performer. I don't like performing very much.

It's not the side-effects of the cocaine - I'm thinking that it must be love. It's too late to be grateful, It's too late to be hateful, It's too late to be late again, The European cannon is here.

Tomorrow belongs to those who can hear it coming.

I think the first experience scared the hell out of me. Within months of my initial marriage [on Angela Bowie], I realized I had done a really naive and rather stupid thing. . . . I don't think either of us had any real resolve about being together. The result was it made me wary of relationships.

They [people] mistake fashion for style.

Comfort comes into your house first as guest, then as a host, then finally as the master.