I have to believe that somebody up there thinks I've still got some work to do.

I didn't really think that it would be as easy as this. I did believe that the album [Faith] had a chance, because I though the material was strong enough, but things have just gone like clockwork. It's been incredible.

Without despair, we will share, and the joys of caring will not be erased. What has been, must never end, the joys of caring will not be replace.

There's something deep inside of me. There's someone else I've got to be.

This stuff [marijuana] keeps me sane and happy. I'd say it's a great drug - but obviously it's not very healthy.

I was supposed to be a real Thatcherite. Just by dint of being a first-generation immigrant and having not had money, and then suddenly having it - and getting on planes and going to Ibiza and sitting around in thongs. But actually nothing I was writing or doing was even vaguely Thatcherite.

I thought I had fallen in love with a woman a couple of times. Then I fell in love with a man, and realised that none of those things had been love.