People that are obsessed with hating you, feel flattered. Their whole lives revolve around you.

I'm inspired by fashion. I'm inspired by the moonlight. I'm inspired by sex and pornography and slasher films.

To this day, some of my closest friends say, 'Gaga, you know, everything's great. You're a singer; your dreams have come true.' But, still, when certain things are said to you over and over again as you're growing up, it stays with you and you wonder if they're true.

I have been addicted to it, and it's ultimately related to anxiety coping, and it's a form of self-medication, and I was smoking up to 15 to 20 marijuana cigarettes a day with no tobacco.

People love the chaos in my brain, but I'm terrified of it.

I'm a wandering gypsy.

I don't see myself as ever being like anybody else.