If I didn't do this well, I just wouldn't have anything to do... I can't cook, and I'd be a terrible housewife.

I'm a very emotional person, a person of real extremes, and that's often destructive both to myself and others.

I'm a Freddie Mercury fan. (In response to an interviewer backstage at a Queen concert at the LA Forum, who asked: Can I tell my viewers that Michael Jackson is a Queen fan?

You either have the magic or you don't. There's no way you can work up to it.

I am loved by thousands, but I feel like the loneliest man in the world.

I haven't felt the excitement of listening to as well as creating music along with reading and writing for too many years now. I feel guilty beyond words about these things. For example, when we're backstage and the lights go out and the manic roar of the crowds begins, it doesn't affect me the way in which it did for Freddy [sic] Mercury who seemed to love, relish in the love and adoration from the crowd, which is something I totally admire and envy.

Don't stop me now, I'm having such a good time, I'm having a ball