How strange when an illusion dies. It's as though you've lost a child.

In the silence of night I have often wished for just a few words of love from one man, rather than the applause of thousands of people.

To let a fool kiss you is bad...To let a kiss fool you is worse. 'Twas not my lips you kissed but my soul.

He gave me a look at myself I've never had before. He saw something in me nobody else ever did. He made me see it too. He made me believe it.

How strange when an illusion dies. It's as though you've lost a child.

People en masse have always been wonderful to me. I truly have a great love for an audience...I want to give them two hours of just pow.

I've never looked through a keyhole without finding someone was looking back.