You can call me a fat, balding, talentless old queen who can't sing, but you can't tell lies about me.

This is a tremendous assest for the club, a tremendous headache lifted from our shoulders, really.

I'm a very wealthy man.

I'm glad I've given up drugs and alcohol. It would be awful to be like Keith Richards. He's pathetic. It's like a monkey with arthritis, trying to go onstage and look young.

It took a child. It took a child with a blood transfusion not only to wake me up, but to wake America up, basically. I mean, I read about his plight in a doctor's office in New York in a magazine. I was so outraged about it that I contacted the family. We became friends. I helped them move to another place in Indiana. And we became constant friends.

I have no one to leave the money to. I'm a single man. I like spending my money.

Sometimes when I’m flying over the Alps I think, 'that’s like all the cocaine I sniffed.'