In the deepest hour of the night I confess to myself three things; I would die if I was forbidden to write, forbidden to love, or forbidden to fashion....love each other, and celebrate the art and lifestyle of music.

I am not perfect. I just think that imperfections are beautiful.

I'm not a feminist. I hail men, I love men. I celebrate American male culture, and beer, and bars and muscle cars.

I don't like L.A. It's just not fun. I don't know why, but I just don't get it. You have to drive to get everywhere, and when it rains everybody freaks out.

I think it is very important to join the fight against AIDS and HIV and think it is wonderful that Belvedere and Annabel's are supporting, and had this event this evening.

A year from now, I could go away, and people might say, 'Gosh, what ever happened to that girl who never wore pants?' But how wonderfully memorable 30 years from now, when they say, 'Do you remember Gaga and her bubbles?' Because, for a minute, everybody in that room will forget every sad, painful thing in their lives, and they'll just live in my bubble world.

Depression doesn't take away your talents - it just makes them harder to find.