Las Vegas is the only place I know where money really talks--it says, Goodbye.

The best revenge is massive success.

When lip service to some mysterious deity permits bestiality on Wednesday and absolution on Sunday, cash me out.

Now there's a grown-up swinging town.

Critics don't bother me because if I do badly, I know I'm bad before they even write it. And if I'm good, I know I'm good. I know best about myself, so a critic doesn't anger me.

There are moments when it's too quiet. Particularly late at night or early in the mornings. That's when you know there's something lacking in your life. You just know.

What is the point of singing wonderful lyrics if the audience can't understand what is being said or heard?