Making love with his ego.

The character thing really is sort of, for me, personally, rather ancient history.

It's not the side effects of the cocaine. . . . I'm thinking that it must be love.

Who'll love Aladdin Sane? Battle cries and champagne just in time for sunrise.

TV has eaten up everything else, and Warhol films are all that are left, which is fabulous. Pork could become the next I Love Lucy, the great American domestic comedy. It's about how people really live, not like Lucy, who never touched dishwater. It's about people living and hustling to survive.

In your fear, seek only peace. In your fear, seek only love.

On "Tonight" I think I was torn dreadfully between writing what I wanted to write, but keeping it in a style that would follow up what I had just done. That's where I feel I was untrue to myself as an artist . . . that album and, to a lesser extent, "Never Let Me Down."